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Yes, I know this isn't the best of artwork, but it was more of a quickie for memory preservation and the preservation of my odd emotional status that day.
You see, yesterday I was just sitting in Study Hall after my American History Through Film class as usual, when I thought I felt someone shaking my desk. Suddenly my teacher got up out of his seat and said "Earthquake!"...I found this to be a little nerve wracking anyway, then he started telling us to start getting under our desks. Right after, the room started really shaking. It wasn't that bad and it only lasted a few seconds, but somehow it was enough to scare the hell out of me.
I hid under my desk and quite literally started having a panic attack. While others were laughing and making jokes, I was hyperventilating and trying my hardest not to break down in tears right there in class. My best friend Emmanuel, who freaked out during last month's big 6.5 earthquake, was clearly rather shaken up too, but somehow had remained fairly calm, or calmer than me anyway, and was actually trying to calm me down.
I think the main thing that scared me so bad is that the moment of more intense shaking was like an immediate flashback to the big 6.5 we had on 1/9/10...I wasn't that scared when that one happened...In fact, I had some premonitions about it, if you will, so it wasn't all that much of a shocker for me. I'd had images in my head of it happening again in school, ironically in that class too, but when it actually hit...I dunno...It just sent me into a panic. It wasn't as bad as the 6.5 at all...In fact, this one was only a 5.9. Yes, in California we seem to get a lot of quakes..x3
After, my friends all expressed differing views on it..Janelle laughed through the entire thing while Marci apparently ran out of the room as fast as she could...Christina just sat in her desk and watched the ceiling, not really giving a crap one way or another....Cory apparently pretended to surf and was laughing as well...And Cody, who was walking to tutoring at the time, just thought the wind had gotten a lot stronger...I was the only one who really had a panic attack, though Emmanuel was rather freaked out and had trouble sleeping last night because of it.
Drawn with drawing pencil.
You see, yesterday I was just sitting in Study Hall after my American History Through Film class as usual, when I thought I felt someone shaking my desk. Suddenly my teacher got up out of his seat and said "Earthquake!"...I found this to be a little nerve wracking anyway, then he started telling us to start getting under our desks. Right after, the room started really shaking. It wasn't that bad and it only lasted a few seconds, but somehow it was enough to scare the hell out of me.
I hid under my desk and quite literally started having a panic attack. While others were laughing and making jokes, I was hyperventilating and trying my hardest not to break down in tears right there in class. My best friend Emmanuel, who freaked out during last month's big 6.5 earthquake, was clearly rather shaken up too, but somehow had remained fairly calm, or calmer than me anyway, and was actually trying to calm me down.
I think the main thing that scared me so bad is that the moment of more intense shaking was like an immediate flashback to the big 6.5 we had on 1/9/10...I wasn't that scared when that one happened...In fact, I had some premonitions about it, if you will, so it wasn't all that much of a shocker for me. I'd had images in my head of it happening again in school, ironically in that class too, but when it actually hit...I dunno...It just sent me into a panic. It wasn't as bad as the 6.5 at all...In fact, this one was only a 5.9. Yes, in California we seem to get a lot of quakes..x3
After, my friends all expressed differing views on it..Janelle laughed through the entire thing while Marci apparently ran out of the room as fast as she could...Christina just sat in her desk and watched the ceiling, not really giving a crap one way or another....Cory apparently pretended to surf and was laughing as well...And Cody, who was walking to tutoring at the time, just thought the wind had gotten a lot stronger...I was the only one who really had a panic attack, though Emmanuel was rather freaked out and had trouble sleeping last night because of it.
Drawn with drawing pencil.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Wolf
Size 558 x 732px
File Size 123.2 kB
Northern...We usually just have small ones...The 6.5 last month was the biggest I'd ever been in...o.o;; Before that the only ones I really felt were just the ones that barely shake the bed, or barely rattle the windows or something like that...Then suddenly EVERYTHING is shaking x3
its amazing is it not? how something sucha as this can make ya look within. for me it's the smell of tar. I was ina bad wreck that should have claimed my life but nyet, here I am. when I came too and they were loading me in the stretcher, the stink of fresh tar was all that I smelled. ever since then the simple smell of tar makes me think what if I hadn't made it? and why did I anyway?
Oh wow..o.o That must have been horrible! And to remember it every time you smell tar...Well, that's one of the funny things about life...bad things happen...Sometimes they don't even seem that bad at the time, but at a later date, you'll suddenly have memories flooding in your mind and be filled with terror at just a small trigger...As the French would say, C'est La Vie, or Such Is Life.
meh, it happens man. jah, fucked me up for quite awhile truth be told.
jah, shit happens if it didn't what kinda existence would that be? know what you mean, as I lay there in the hospital (well it was actually a trauma center) the memoires kept coming back to be as I slept, just about drove me nuts.
or as I say, sal de son.
jah, shit happens if it didn't what kinda existence would that be? know what you mean, as I lay there in the hospital (well it was actually a trauma center) the memoires kept coming back to be as I slept, just about drove me nuts.
or as I say, sal de son.
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