First of, yea I'm putting this in the spambox just cause it's probably utter nonsense by now.
But I was sitting in a late class today and I've been just been mulling over that incedent/blunder/scene I made not that long ago.
And I realized a few things.
First, Another apology directly towards the staff and anyone that was affected.
Next, I can finally just say, I think so much on my stories, I swear I'm starting to give literal life to scenes that I had in them, because I just realized that what had happened parallels my one theme in my one story where the main character sees the dark side of what could be called a Utopian culture.
And the next thing I'll admit to is that, the outburst occurred during a point in time where I was stressed to the point where anything would not just agitate me, but would set me off as I was trying to help move stuff to an apartment so that my family would be ready for moving into the house when it was done and I was getting no sleep cause my bed was a sleeper-sofa and I was getting ready for a new term in college which I was stressed out about cause I didn't exactly do great the first term and I was still getting over my grades which for me being straight A in High school prior, anything less is absolutely horrid and will just turn me into an absolute train-wreck emotionally which, if ye sum it up, leads to me wanting to hate the world.
So the reason why I finally can look at that and say "wtf...was that me?" Is cause I finally had a Physics Exam that gave me the nostalgia of the good days of high school Physics I did have and thus I regained confidence that, after everything, I had none of after my first term of college, which just meant that I just felt like I had nothing and everything was just taking things away from me.
Thus, once more, I'm sorry to everyone here.
But I was sitting in a late class today and I've been just been mulling over that incedent/blunder/scene I made not that long ago.
And I realized a few things.
First, Another apology directly towards the staff and anyone that was affected.
Next, I can finally just say, I think so much on my stories, I swear I'm starting to give literal life to scenes that I had in them, because I just realized that what had happened parallels my one theme in my one story where the main character sees the dark side of what could be called a Utopian culture.
And the next thing I'll admit to is that, the outburst occurred during a point in time where I was stressed to the point where anything would not just agitate me, but would set me off as I was trying to help move stuff to an apartment so that my family would be ready for moving into the house when it was done and I was getting no sleep cause my bed was a sleeper-sofa and I was getting ready for a new term in college which I was stressed out about cause I didn't exactly do great the first term and I was still getting over my grades which for me being straight A in High school prior, anything less is absolutely horrid and will just turn me into an absolute train-wreck emotionally which, if ye sum it up, leads to me wanting to hate the world.
So the reason why I finally can look at that and say "wtf...was that me?" Is cause I finally had a Physics Exam that gave me the nostalgia of the good days of high school Physics I did have and thus I regained confidence that, after everything, I had none of after my first term of college, which just meant that I just felt like I had nothing and everything was just taking things away from me.
Thus, once more, I'm sorry to everyone here.
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