I think i did really badly for my paper today.
And i have no idea why!
Somehow i just blanked out in the hall though i was completely calm before the paper.
Well, shit happens!??!
I always ponder...
Its nice to have goals. It makes you work hard in trying to achieve something.
At least you know what you want out of your life. Rather than just living everyday aimlessly.
However what comes after reaching that goal, which you've put in all your efforts into trying to reach it?
Happiness guaranteed for the rest of your life?
or purely just more goals to be set, to be worked on?
Life is like a continuous cycle of putting effort, working on something... and for what reason?
I'm starting to think that there is no reason behind it after all.
Suicide is stupid? They maybe the cleverer one without you knowing.
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