Why Can't I Just Do the Right Thing Once?

Alright, I know I may have said I'm not going to make those recap for the day again, but this time, I swear it's different. It's like the first few days of the month, and my life could only get worse as days pass by. I could not blame anyone though; it's always my fault as usual. I don't know anymore. I know I always say this, but I can't help it, can I? I'm just some stupid piece of crap who does nothing but think of herself and ruin other people's life on the process...

Anyway, my afternoon didn't really end up as I thought it would be. There was no McDonalds and I went home earlier than usual. I'm not really sure what happened, but it was my fault. All I know is that Virus won't probably talk to me tomorrow or the next day or the upcoming days, and I don't know what else is worse than that. Well, I was not in a good mood that afternoon for some reason, and the next thing I knew, I'm affecting people around me. Well, I recall V saying something that if I'm all pissed and down or something, I'm making them feel bad or sad or something that I didn't hear properly. That was it really. The next thing I knew, I told them to find someone who is not like me or something like that. I walked off. I wanted to walk back and say sorry, but I didn't because I was stupid. Instead, I wanted to go to my cousin's school to see if my auntie was there. I felt really bad by then, so I wanted to talk to her. To make how I felt worse, I clashed with V and her sister, and we totally just ignored each other. Ouch. I had to look at them of course, but through my peripheral vision. I could tell they want nothing to do with me, so I knew my life was over by then...

I had to sit down on this bench and calm myself before I could actually collapse. I felt like I was; my whole body was shaking while I started to feel a little woozy. I successfully calmed myself down and decided to move on even just for that time. Going home wasn't easy. Every second that passed just worsened how I felt... even now. I even lost all my money in Texas HoldEm Poker from Facebook because my mind is so dead. I even forgot that I got 17 out of 20 for Section Two: Writing of my English Half-Yearly exam where the marker thought I actually used awesome words and all, although I sucked at my sentences. Who could blame me since I was pressured to the max? Oh well, I was proud of myself anyway...

Anyway, I'm going to stop now. My head is painfully throbbing, and I just need to think about what I'm going to do tomorrow. Maybe, I'll stay in the Library just like before. Murder me in my dreams, please. Crying this out won't help anymore; I've just tried that. I'll just accept the fact that my life has officially gone away... GIT!