Ah, the thread's name reminds me of a time when I was a freshman, aloof in my thoughts and practically uncaring in mannerisms. Yes, a fail on a test now and then, but life was good enough for me.
Then 2008 steamrolled, gunned down, and took a giant dump on my life. Too much happened to me at once, to my sister, to my entire god**** family. That's when I realized that there is no fate. No chance. No invisible cosmic voyeur that you can pray to when you need an easy way out.
Just the cold hard stone that is life.
Think of it like this- you are in a car, AKA your life. Just driving, AKA living-
Except so many boulders rain down from the sky, signifying life's struggles, and dent your car. Many vary in size, some even in shape. Then there are those GIANT boulders. The one you'll never avoid, because all life is is a struggle. And sometimes, those horrifying periods in your life are unavoidable. When you get to a point where I am, you don't believe in any religious or statistical jargon.
There's just the one thing nobody wants to admit. They all know it, detest it, and ignore it.
Until that one thing happens. It's this-
LIFE. SUCKS. So get a decent sized helmet, because those rocks don't stop for anybody.