This started as a reply to snow fox (hi! nice to see you back), but then I figured I'll make it an actual post since I got a lot of kind words yesterday.

I think the reason I sort of snapped is due to the slow descent into constant frustration I've been riding this whole semester. I didn't start on a high note and whenever I worked myself up for a project, I never quite succeeded (see: the Embrace project, all my confusing grades in Photography, my continuing annoyance at Grammar). And when you keep getting pumped and then keep falling on your face, it starts to grate on you.

Outside my academics, it's been a rough semester. Between betrayals and getting so fed up with my job I quit it, I haven't been too hot.

I never intend to quit what I'm doing, though. I figure now I've sort of hit rock bottom (there's a couple other things at play that I don't feel like discussing), so the only way to go is up. Exactly one week from now, I'll (most likely) be at home for winter break. All my finals will be done in six days, all of the ones I still have to do stuff for in five. The end is very, very close. I just have to get there.

Sometimes I feel a little awkward posting about my not-so-highs here on Oh My, Plotholes, because for the most part I really am a pretty upbeat person. But on the other hand, this is my journal, the one place I really do get to vent. I've never been able to keep a physical diary, so this is where I stash away my important things. With that in mind, I post however I please, and the people who matter will take notice (whether you comment or silently lurk). It's about all I ask for.

Anyhow. Thanks for the comments, guys. They were very encouraging, even if I don't believe the stuff about being an amazing artist and I'm impressed at the novels most of you left. XD