I'm a junior going into winter quarter of a 4-year university. I've pretty much spent my college career taking random classes, repeatedly failing several of the same ones. Still an undeclared major and I have no idea what to major in. Parents have no idea of how badly I'm doing and I'm trying to keep it that way. But problems stem a lot deeper than just not knowing what classes to take or what to major in. Every passing day feels hollow and meaningless. If I don't distract myself with something to do, I start thinking about how pathetic my life is, how pitiful I am as a person, and how I've accomplished nothing. I was a smart kid back in grade school up to middle school. By time I was in high school, I started becoming very pessimistic and cynical about life. Still maintained decent grades but it held no meaning for me. I didn't even bothered going to my graduation ceremony to avoid the unnecessary attention. Only social interaction I had with friends were at school and through gaming on computer. When I did want to leave the house to hang out with friends, parents were too overprotective/anal to let me go. Dunno why I care so little about my life/future. Am I just bitching and being too lazy/not willing to put the effort in to making life better?