Why?

Is there a Why?
Is there a Reason why people cry?
(dang...that rhymes...)
What's the whole point? Joining the rat race? Just being a mindless code monkey? Tinkering around in a lab so that students can curse you for having an impossible name? Or even worse, not being remembered?

I'm just dumb. Bad with people, not very bright, painfully shy, all that jazz. meh. (meh is not a goat sound)

Iono, where the heck am i going to end up? A smart ass would now insert heaven or hell, but is there one? I think too much about random idiotic things, don't I?