I miss studying in a classroom, sitting in pairs or groups, sneaking bites into class and also getting caught by teachers for being too talkative.
Now? It's lecture halls full of strangers; no one seemed to be having fun anymore. I feel really dead inside.
I think going through ten hours of lecture got me mental-fried. Give me the choice of a knife or book, gladly I'll chose the knife. Kill myself. Be dead. Is this a sign of depression?
My life doesn't suck, but it doesn't mean anything good too.
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