Where is my mind....?

It's 2008.

And I still can't remember shit..

I've stopped going to my hospital appointments now. They find nothing out. Making me feel like a waste of their time, or making me feel disheartened, as everytime I was going I was hoping for them to find out what was going on.

Sadly, real life is nothing like House M.D.

Nosebleeds and post-it-notes, thats me.

So I took a fitting picture to show my frustration.

I suppose if all else fails, I could model Calvin Klien.. I look good in black and white..