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Where are the results?

It has been a month into the third semester and I am so exhausted and so lost that I don't know what to do anymore.
I work so hard, I try so much yet I don't get any results. I had this moot thing for which I worked my ass off and I got disqualified, I mean people who did absolutely nothing got ranks and I got disqualified.
Plus because of this I have already messed up two of my internals and am on the way to mess up my third one.
I have this internal tomorrow for which I have studied not even a single bit and I feel I am so going to mess it up, plus it is a subject about which I don't know squat.
I know this is going to sound extremely silly and melodramatic, but I feel everything bad just happens to me I feel I just have the worst luck in the world. I just can't think of one good thing that has ever happened to me. Why do things never turn out the way I want them to? I mean the things that I want the most I just don't ever get them.
I wanted to study in a NLU more than anything in the world I did not get in.
I wanted just 95% in twelfth boards, I missed by 0.2%
I just wanted to do a moot this year, I got disqualified and banned from any subsequent mooting activity this year.
I know no one ever gets everything they ever want, but at least they get to live at least one of their fantasies, they at least get to live one of their dream, at least one good thing happens to them.
I look at my friends and I see they are happy, they have good things in their life. I somehow feel their lives are more complete.
They might also have problems, they might also have trouble but they still have something good in their life to look forward to. I don't even have that.
 
What am I doing with my life?
Why am I even here?
 
 

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