Observe the following image:

That was 5th period History in room 304. Notice anything? Specifically.... how utterly alone I am? Listen, I don't seclude myself from the goupe-- I was the first one in the class! Nobody sat close to me, not even the teacher. *sigh*

I have compiled the following list of what might be wrong with me:

- I have a cold

- I eat too much garlic

- I'm a giant worm

- I eat too many worms

- I have a bomb

- I'm a duck

- I am extremely annoying

- I am obsessed with Cloverfield

- I have no friends in that particular class

- I brought a buzzer-pen to school that day

- I was possesed by Cthulhu

- I was sitting next to a giant stink-bug

- I was decomposing

- I'm too smart for the class (yay)

So I have narrowed it down to the following:

- I am extremely annoying

- I am obsessed with Cloverfield

- I have no friends in that particular class

- I brought a buzzer-pen to school that day

- I'm too smart for the class (yay)

We can then narrow it further:

- I am extremely annoying

- I am obsessed with Cloverfield (I don't talk about it [too much] in class)

- I have no friends in that particular class

- I brought a buzzer-pen to school that day (it broke)

- I'm too smart for the class (People would just want to work with me)

So:

- I have no friends in that particular class

- I am extremely annoying

That's why nobody sat with me. I suppose that I should move on and take it like a man, but I can't. Because I remember everyone in that class, and when they're living on the street, and I'm a succesful (blank), I will find them and rub it in their collective faces.

Yes, I am an awful person.