It's kinda funny when you freak people out, well not really freak em out but make em wonder if you've snapped and gone all depressed.
I just had an emotional break-down in ASL 3 the other day.
Let me give you the reasons: 1) My art teacher is being an idiot and causing me to overstress on my concentration projects, 2) my mother is putting stress on me to quit work, 3) work, 4) I had to go to a friends suprise birthday party right after work, I mean right after work, 5) I had a headache from the moment I woke up that morning, and 6) did I mention art?
So this is what happened, I went to school, had math and chemestry then went to ASL had a test, which also stressed me out because I think I should have gotten a zero on the signing part but my teacher gave me a perfect score, after the test I sat on the desk behind me and put my head on my knees, thinking it would help with my headache. Then a little voice in my head started to think about art, and telling me that I suck at it and that I should reconsider my choice of being an artist because no one would buy my work, and I started to cry. NOT racking sobs so everyone would know but those tears that come of their own accord. My wonderful friend Michelle noticed and got my attention and asked me what was wrong, I of course hating to cry in front of people said I was fine and put my head back down. She didn't bug me again but started to rub my back, which helped me a lot. Then miss B. said we had to watch a video or work on our story we have to sign for the end of the year, I watched the video because I could hide my tears if I started crying again.
Michelle started talking to miss B. and I didn't want my pickles, long story I'll tell later if peoplez remind me, so I tossed them on to her desk, the one infront of mine. When she got done talking to miss B. she noticed the pickles on her desk and turned to me and said, signed, said oh whatever, "Now I know there's something wrong, you don't want pickles!" I replied that I was fine and she just rolled her eyes.
How gald I am for friends and Ipods, I walked around the school for most of lunch listening to music and would periodically go back to the commons to get more of my lunch, I would pass Michelle and she would sign something like Love ya, or are you ok? My other friends would also ask if I was ok. I told em I was fine, though I wasn't, but it's nice to know you're love, ya know?
Oh then I passed this guy that I think I might have a crush on, I kinda scowled past him and walked past while he looked suprised and I think worriedly at me. I don't know I didn't stay around long enough to really tell. That was school.
After I went home and slept, skipped work, now I think they think I'm going to quit but oh well. I did go to my friends party and I'm glad I did. I got to see some long time friends that have moved. How I miss them....
Sorry this post is so long again.
Thanks once again Michelle, you really helped.