Irony or just unfortunate...or neither?

I consider myself a guy who tries to be good to others. Therefore, the moment I make a mistake, or misjudge, I tend to feel so so so guilty. Maybe to others, it might seem like an everyday issue, but to me, I take it so seriously. Recently, on the 8Th of January, I went for dinner with my family at Dave Delli's, Subang Parade. After that, my mom decided to go shopping at Parkson for awhile. Likewise, I went to check out for new clothing's. I found the size I wanted and I headed straight for the changing room. Alarick also did the same but he got to the room earlier. So when I reached the room, I noticed my brother coming out. What else did I do? I straight away went into the changing room without noticing an adult waiting to go in. He was like "Hello!!!" and I turned back and noticed him. I felt so bad, guilty, and sad. How could I not noticed the guy? I straight away apologized though I knew he looked pretty annoyed.

I mean, I already apologized. Yet, I still felt so guilty as if I committed a crime.

Even before the dinner, there were a few series of unfortunate events that were of my mistakes. On Sunday, it gets better! I went for Frisbee training only to missed diving to catch an important disc, the footballers just took the whole field even though we were still playing mainly because they had alot of players while U8 only had 11. If we kept on playing, we might collide with the footballers, and the fact that the Kops lost to the red devils by 1-0 in the FA Cup.

I'll stop here. Too much depression in this post already. Ooops!