Today, I received an internet letter from UCD, telling me I was rejected. Yeah, I know that thousands of people get rejected each year, but this wasn't just about some college I wasn't even planning to go to. This was my life, and how I'm slowly losing control of it. I came home from school today to see my parents once again arguing, both idiots as usual. I'm not the academic student I strive to be, and just recently I feel like I'm losing contact with the people I know. My sister is always busy, and I feel like the loneliest guy in the world, as well as the most boring person ever. My computer's broken, and hasn't been fixed since forever. It's not life or death, but for someone who doesn't quite know how to deal with the future, it might as well have been. I don't even care what tomorrow brings anymore. I even got to the point where, upon being notified for detention for the first time, I felt almost thrilled, as if this new experience is the only reminder that I'm still alive. I'm don't know how long I can keep up this fake image of myself until everything finally crumbles.