My thesis proposal was rejected today. That's it. Just like that. My life is over. Time to look for the nearest bridge to jump off, or a handy gun to slip into my mouth to end it all.

...

Not!

Seriously, my life just got more complicated. I can say goodbye to graduating this October. I hope my mother doesn't kick me out of the house. I hope my dad doesn't order me out of the house. My father in particular seems to be averse to funding my studies any further. I can't handle a part-time job - I wouldn't have time for my research then.

I don't know what to do now.