Emotions and Photons.

Actually not really. That's just a song name that popped to my head. Because I'm feeling rather emotional. I don't know much about photons, though. So for the last week I've had so many thoughts and so much going on that I forget about me. And then I remember me and notice that I'm in crisis mode. This may sound weird, but it's the truth. It may also sound self-centered, but if you forget who you are you're certainly in trouble. I forgot that I have to look out for me. So I didn't. So either I've been walked on or I've been extra sensitive. Either way I finally realized that I was, and still am, really, in crisis mode. I thought about having an emotional breakdown a few days ago, but I decided not to. I'm stuffy like that. But then I had the worst ballet class of my life... My teacher wouldn't leave me alone for my feet, which, I'm sorry, I can't change my feet beyond a certain point. To top it off I got sick in the middle of class and had to sit out. Then I realized that I still have an essay to write. Then we had to go out and my parents made me eat. Yick. So I kind of hyperventilated in Pappy's.
Despite what some people may think, nobody has a right to know what's in my head. And I am allowed to say anything I want without offering explanation, and anybody who thinks otherwise is just going to have to deal with it. However, I felt like talking this out. And I don't care who reads it. No smart-aleck comments please.