Well I'm not really, I promise. I'm just in a "funk". For those of you who don't know what a funk is, its a period on time ranging from a few hours to a week at tops, but during this time I'm in a foul mood where I have absolutely no motivation and I get slightly paranoid. Most of the time I'm out of these funks within a few good talks with my mom or a friend, but this one is just stubborn.
I have my predictions as to where my moods stem from and I think this one is a combination of frustration from a stressful due date week(I had a first draft for an article and a column for the telegraph due this week, and a paper due), I need to read Heart of Darkness and I have just had so much going on, or atleast I thought so. I was supposed to go to Atlanta today with some friends, but they ended up not going and I think I was kind of uninvited anyways, so I think that was like the last straw. I just let the terrible mood sink in and I sulked around and spat at everyone with one word answers who tried to talk to me, giving them looks of warning, desperately trying to let them on to what a b***h I was being. I even ended up coming home from school on Friday, because I just couldn't put up with anything or anyone, and I didn't want to start a fight with someone.
I've also been super behind on reading my favorite blogs and commenting, but I'm not letting myself feel bad about it, because blogging is something I usually enjoy, but I know that if I'm still doing it but I'm not enjoying it, then I should stop for a while, and thats what I did this week, and now I'm better and I'm hopefully back for a while.






















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