What kind of experience is it that the postgraduate entrance examination failed in three wars?

At first, it was hard to believe. I've spent so many years at home, I don't know what's the point. I have no friends, no research friends, and I have not learned anything at work. I didn't get along well with my colleagues and didn't improve my skills. The only way is for me to die. I want to give up the postgraduate entrance examination and life in an instant.

After an hour, I was relieved. It doesn't matter. I saved my tuition. I still have a lot of things to do. I can dye exaggerated colors and concentrate on my work. Although I don't know what I want to do or what I can do at work, I will go to work eventually. Maybe I want to take the exam for a few years. I want to give up 19 postgraduate entrance examination.

There is more than one way to live. I really didn't try to reflect on myself.