Well, shortly put, life sucks. People have visions of how their lives should go and when they realize that they haven't exactly been able to be crowned the next king of the world, they get frustrated. And when they get frustrated, it can lead to self-loathing or into mass murder. I took the first option, so I spent the next ten years hating my life untill reasently I finally admitted to myself that 'in the end, nothing actually matters'. Not much of a guideline for people who still have faith and hope for the future, but it did ease the constant feel of doom for me.

This is the second time as long-term unemployed. Last time I had work was three years ago. So I leech all the support I can get from the nation just to keep milk and cookies running. I've accepted that it's highly likely that I ain't going to get a job ever again and re-education isn't a real option either [university graduates work as part time employees at gas stations, great]. Reasently I figured out that there's no point in offing myself either, since we're all going to die anyway and dead men don't write stupid things on the nets either. Oh, and there's always the chance to win big at the lottery.. or to see the end of the world.

Anyway, what I ment with this rambling is that sometimes there is nothing you can do to improve things. Getting a job nowadays is basically based on luck just like anything else seems to be. I might suggest that people should take a time out and think whether they can keep chasing the dragon or accepting that they will be losers like the rest of us and end up with a tombstone saying: I died long before this. But hey - there's always super lotto!