
I'm not one that handles severe amounts of stress very well. If my stomach isn't eating itself from the inside out, then my face erupts into a pizza and let's just say all of my calm and rational characteristcs go out the window. The smallest issues make my head pop off into the atmosphere and i am pretty much on freak out mode. And it's not like i don't know how unbearable i must be to be around. i swear i develop a mean case of bipolar disorder when i get stressed where I will be laughing and having a great ol' time one second and 2.2 milliseconds later, I'm pounding my fists on the steering wheel or envisioning myself throwing my school notebook across the room just to see the papers fly out. Most of the time i hear the little voice in the back of my head saying, "Dude, you need to chill the out. i mean seriously, bro." but it doesn't stop me from imagining throwing my Coke Zero at the car in front of me that it driving 5 mph below the speed limit. Perhaps i need to go to a stress management class.
So in the meantime, if you want to be my best friend, just hook me up with a caffeine IV and we will all be ok.
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