the end of my rope (from 19/2/11)

so far this semester i have counted 2 weeks which have been uneventful, and let me make it clear, those were the only two weeks i've enjoyed so far. i don't mean to sound like a drama queen, and i don't want to come across as the sort who indulges in self-pity, but i feel like my world is crumbling, and i really don't know what to do anymore. Quite honestly, I believe the thing that is upsetting me the most is the fact that I am personally responsible for 98% of all the misfortune that has befallen me. Now, I would never admit this to anyone in person. However, since I can't see any of you, readers, I feel much more comfortable basking in my short-comings.