Alright, here it is: Exams depressions. Most of you probably know what it's like; it's not just doing everything except what you're supposed to be doing and consequently feeling guilty about it, it's also every other paranoia resurfacing when you need it the least. Everyone is your enemy, they all hate you and want you to fail miserably, not just at these exams, oh no, I'm talking life here. Even the sun only has one simple goal: To see you, face-down, crying and yelling in the middle of a motorway, waiting for it all to end. You won't be hit by any cars today, however, because all the fucking drivers are in on it.
Anyway, it's not just other people, is it? Oh no, mostly it's just yourself. You're a born fucking loser, and you know it. No wonder there's noone there to comfort you, you simply don't deserve it. You can't even manage to pass some unimportant exams, how the hell are you going to suceed at anything else? You'll end up on the dole, on the street, in some fucking alley getting assraped by the leaders of your country as they laugh maniacally and wave their money in front of you.
It's all your own fault, after all, for not doing shit about it until now. You thought you were clever enough, but now you know you're not. As you sit in front of the massive pile of books (just when did those books get so fucking big, anyway?), you try to make out the words on the page but it's all a blur. And then you know, instinctively, that it's not going to be okay. It's not going to work out in the end. You, my friend, are totally and utterly fucked.
Good luck on the spring exams, everyone!
2 comments:
relax. don't worry too much. tp.
You needn't worry, you'll be just fine IN OUTER SPACE
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