So. It all breaks down in the end.

I've realized that I've become kind of a conglomerate of my friends. I'm like, just conforming. Which I hate.

Yeah...

So my new mission in life is to rediscover myself. In a totally non-cheesy or cliched sort of way.

P.S. I hate my washing machine...

P.P.S There was something else, but I forgot it again...