Well, let's see, at age 20, I have so far failed at getting a girlfriend, getting even a decent social life, losing my virginity, getting a job, and being recognised as something worth acknowledging as a human being.
There is only two things I have never failed at, and that is film and actually staying alive despite my so called "fellow" mans urge to end all that silly "breathing" thing.
At least I have one hope, then. If I make it in film, I could be rich, famous, I might even stand a chance of changing this crappy world. It's just that if I do fail at that, I have nothing ahead but going between my house and the jobcenter, over and over for the rest of my life, and quite frankly, I'd rather just end it if it cones to that, but I'm damned if after everything I survived, all of it alone, I ain't going down fighting.