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Depressed. Apathetically curious if it's because of girl troubles or a fucking music midterm. Perhaps neither. Tired. Want to sleep, but can't. Will fail and disappoint everyone and everything if I do. I hate school. No, not "man there is so much work" hate actually hate. What's the point? I'll work in a cubicle for the rest of my life, unloved and alone. I'll be the asshole who masterbates in the bathroom. Hell it'll be in the cubicle after awhile. Then the boss will walk in, and life will be worse. I don't want to be an engineer. I don't know what I want to be. I don't want to do this anymore. Anything.