In the process of a mid life crisis but almost nobody understands.  At the wrong school doing all the wrong things.  The past year or whatever or something of this life has been a complete fucking fuck up/waste of time. This realization, whatever…every last bit of confidence or self esteem that this soul still had got sucked out by the collegiate bureaucracy and pressures of life.  No reason to go to any classes where i will just be ridiculued and boxed out by competitors anyway.  i can’t tell which is doing a better job of killing me—the food here, or not eating and making my body happy by letting itself naturally decompose.