Where Does Lost Time Go?

I've had wasted time in my life. Wasted, but against my own will. For example, I've been taken to appointments which are pointless. Otherwise I would've thought of something else to do, it just takes patience. My question is, if we can just waste time in life and it's still a life that's just fine, then where does that empty time go? We can't, or I can't, accept living with holes in my life. I suppose that lost time is not a part of life but it is because I've wasted it before but not by my own fault. Over a single day, I've wasted 6 hours against my own will, doing practically nothing. So what?! I'll just live 6 hours longer? No, that's illogical. There has to be another realm in which we can make up lost time in this world. I want to go to another realm which I don't know exists but I think strongly that it does, where I can live all over again. But then again, I'll be labeled as a schizo. But there can't just be nothing after life ends some day. I can't have lived a life that I deem as unacceptable and it goes by "just fine", as everybody else considers it. Time is like material, and when it starts getting wasted, a hole forms and it takes away life when I don't even know about it. Man, when will all days just pass by?! I'm tired and have had too much. Let me tell you something; I don't like being in this world, and I don't like my life. There are things such as getting a job, getting a girlfriend, getting money, fulfilling desires, etc. that seem like they would make up for what I miss in life. But what I miss in life cannot be redeemed. Why? Because I basically "set out" to live a life perfectly and wanted to do things in order at certain times, and time has already passed. I can't get over it no matter what, because well, let me describe it this wales time forms a hole into which the rest of my life gets sucked in. It's just like a vacuum that's constantly turned on but nobody notices it because we just keep living our lives "just fine". Eventually, all of the time of my life is gone into this vacuum. Though it's not a statement that's as literal as you may think, it is literal in a psychological state. At the end of all days, all of my ambition will be totally gone and so will hope. I need support and help, but realize that once that happens, hope is anything but left. We need to believe that the life we live is not the only chance we get, and that Earth is not the only realm in which we reside. I'm not a schizo, and I'm not simply talking what I feel or what my thoughts are; instead I'm talking facts about life