Lock me in a room and throw away the key

I'm going through one of THOSE times.you know what I'm talking about;the ones where life deals you a bad card every couple of hours.Basically,you're in so much shit so fast that you forget when was the last time you took a breath.

I could cry,or could i?
I could fly,or could i?
I could die,or could i?

Possibly,but at this time,even if i wanted to,life will find a way of screwing things up.God will grant me Patience and this shall pass,that i know.the trick,however,is for everything to pass without me having a mental breakdown.

I got my self in trouble with the Australian,almost with the English,with the skinny bitch,with professors,with the play...and the list goes on.what bothers me also is that i miss my "best friend" and i don't wanna tell her.

Now here's the question:am i screwing up so much,or is life just screwing me over?
Saudi says maybe its both.