Stress is a hell of a thing. It's horrible. Of course, everybody knows what stress is and how it could affect us, yet a lot of us don't know we are under stress until it starts to get out of hand.
The most common stress that most, if not all, of us have experienced is stress caused by school related matters, whether it be from studying for tests, getting an important project ready, or making sure Billy next to you doesn't find out you have gum.
People react differently when under stress.
You have to be really careful touching religion now-a-days, right? It seems that more people are prone to get offended if you poke fun at their belief or even misinterpret their belief. And, from what I've seen, it's gotten worse. I can't even so much as joke about believing in another deity without someone being upheld by it.
I joked about the fact that some people (I don't know if they did it jokingly) made a religion of Celestia and Luna, and one of my "dedicated" christian friends was up
Well then. It's my birthday today. Cinco de Mayo, and I'm also hispanic so that's something interesting.
My birthdays are alright. It's nice to know that I've, somehow, survived another year, and, frankly, I'm surprised I'm still alive. I get myself hurt every other day, sometimes by choice. And when I say by choice, I don't mean that I cut myself or hurt myself because I hate me. No. I mean that I would get myself hurt because I was dumb enough to do something that would for sure hurt me, l