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And I’m cold and very indifferent.

Our College’s Office of Student Affairs’ staff asked me if I could write texts or manuscripts for our school.

He shrugged and said, “C’mon, just futile things. Just for futile things.”

I was honestly reluctant because first of all, I’m shy. I’m really fucking shy. And second, I don’t really feel like writing for anyone here. I don’t really feel like writing at all.

But I still faked a smile and said, “I’ll try.”

And yet I thought I knew myself, even after 17 years of existence I still do not understand how or why my mind works the way it does. Why I feel a certain way because of external and internal influences, why my emotions rise and fall as a sun does.

I don’t know who I am going to be where I am going and life still does not seem to have purpose yet, the will to live is still on a balanced scale tipped uncontrollably. What is the point to existing? What is the ultimate goal but if not to please ourselves? To be selfish, to be selfish in benefiting others.

Centuries of knowledge still do not have the wisdom to answer the simplest of questions.