>three of my profs got covid so I had to drop their classes
>haven't touched real math for a while because of work and depression
>work by tutoring highschoolers and as a waiter on the weekends
>make enough to share an apartment with two roomies
>I'm in charge of cooking and cleaning both my room and the living room twice a week
>it's hot as balls
>turn on AC
>drip drip drip
>fucking hell
>grab a bucket and place it below the leakage
>exhausted
>lay in bed
>drip drip drip
>can't get any shuteye
>shove a towel inside the bucket
>works for a while then it fills up a bit more and it starts again
>fixated on the sound
>try to figure out how often I have to empty the bucket
>think
"bucket is like a truncated cone so maybe I could figure out the formula for the cone and set my initial height as the height that gives me the same circle as the one in the bucket's base, etcetc"
>do that
>tedious calculations
>arrive at something like $\frac{dh}{dt} = \frac{k}{h+c}$
>remember I skipped all of my diffy Q classes and only took the exams to pass with a B
>panic
>curl up in a ball
>roomies find me in a corner
>they empty bucket of water over my head and call me a retard

Is it unironically over? How did it end up like this? How do I get back on track? I was supposed to be smart, why did i let myself go like this?