This might be the day I will always regret. Or it might be the day I just didn't do anything.

Well, this was one of the most boring, blank and gray days of my life.
To top it off, She was on a date with someone.
Yeah. And that someone wasn't me.
He.
Wasn't.
Goddamn.
Me.

That struck me down for some time.
And when I started to stand up from the hit, it dawned upon me.
I'm a real retard I guess, if I look at the situation. So here's the deal:
I relized that if she was on a date with a guy.
Guess what?
There's a guy other than me who's interested in Her.
Yeah, now imagine...nah, don't.
I'm a big sack of regret and anger. I so really hate myself and everything.
Fuck this, I'm off.