when my life is indeed fucked up

sorry for the vulgarity folks. cant help it. its almost impossible to go on. the realisation came straight after losing the last match of the season by 1 pt after an overtime. i think that was the first overtime game i played yeah?

in time to come perhaps i'd either get more efficient, better at prioritising, learning to sae no, or i will just go crazy.

why am i wasting time in class now? if i am not listening then i can be doing some other work cant i?

for there is nothing good or bad? thinking makes it so? how profound.

gotta see this man.