For a whole two days I wasn't feeling too bad and actually thought that I could do something with my life. Then reality came in and kicked me square in the face. By reality I mean University. Had a midterm which I thought I had study enough and knew things well enough. Turned out I thought wrong and once again I fail at another arbitrary exam used to measure my life. The worst part is that the prof even said before the exam not to panic because it doesn't change the person you are. Unfortunately it doesn't matter what kind of person I am, my life is measured by my grades. And they suck. I mean I can pull a high 60 to high 70 (depending on the class) with only doing the bare minimum in University. I'm not stupid but I'm just not motivated to do the jumping through hoops that this shit hole known as university requires.
Nevermind, I'm just going to figure out a way to end it anyways
Nevermind, I'm just going to figure out a way to end it anyways