Ah, good ol' existential crisis. During my high school days i read Camus' Stranger and it resonated with me a lot. The absurd thought that we are just thrown into this entropy ridden chaos was facinating (and the cool nonchalant main character too, I admit). I think such thing is more prevalent in modern world where you don't have to struggle to survive daily. There is also no tribalistic family community anymore that tells you what to do. People are more individual and independent but it has it's cons too.

Well nowadays I still feel that all this is pointless and absurd but now I find joy in it. Why stress so much, either you can act or not act at the face of problems and situations. It's useless to muse over it endlessly. It's this zen buddhist attitude that all is a just a play of forms that has been gifted to us. Do what interests you, create your own meaning, or don't. Either way "it's just a ride" like Bill Hicks said.