I found out today that I failed my first two assignments... Then I spent the rest of the day and night drinking and feeling depressed, like I can't do anything right and that I will never achieve my goals and dreams.
I've also noticed that when I'm depressed I can't think straight, everything I end up thinking about is either irrelevant or not important. But what exactly is "important"? We live our lives day after day trying to achieve these goals and dreams and for what? We all end up dead and with nothing in the end so why should I continue trying to achieve my life goals? Knowing me I'm just going to keep on living my life day in and day out pushing myself to reach the end of a pointless goal because I am too scared to commit suicide and have nothing better to do...
Please excuse the pitiful state of this post as I am currently drunk and miserable over the fact that I have failed my first two assignments at uni... I can't imagine what I would be like if I failed the entire course.
Oh well.
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