Listening to: His World [Ali Tabatabaee & Matty Lewis]
Eating: Junk Food
Its getting close to finals, and I feel as if I am precariously hanging over a void of absolute nothingness. I had failed Math once during my first semester at DeVry (North Brunswick campus). They placed me in two grade levels higher than I was ready for, and it cost me dearly. My previous school did not arm me for this, so here I am, somewhere between infinite possibly, and nothingness.
Because of this, and problems at home (I don't feel like putting it here, but feel free to ask and I'll get back to you via note), I feel empty, cold, and isolated. There is no one within my level which I can confide in. Lets face it, the people I DO know would make talking to a chimp give off the illusion of an intelligent conversation.
My only chance of finding another sentient being to converse with is the internet. More or less it has become my lifeline. Isn't that sad? I strongly agree it is. I do not seem to make any real progress. My comics are failing to bring the people to me which I seek, also my artwork fall in to the same predicament.
I feel like a Sherlock Holmes without a Watson, Clyde without Bonnie, Sonic without Tails. All I have is this schoolwork, and this computer. I feel emotionally bankrupt. No one to give an encouraging word makes me feel listless, having no one I am able to help makes me feel powerless, and ab skewer.
So here I will lie within the infinite darkness. Watching *The Sword Of Damocles swing overhead, deciding if I am worth allowing to flourish, or to fell me academically damning me to only exist.
*-The Sword of Damocles is an often-used allusion to this tale, epitomizing the imminent and ever-present peril faced by those in positions of power. More generally, it is used to denote a precarious situation and sense of foreboding, especially one in which the onset of tragedy is restrained only by a delicate trigger or chance. It can also be seen as a lesson in the importance of understanding someone's experience.