Honestly, it was a rough week for me. I had a lot of homework, stress, and difficulties controlling my emotions, and…let’s just say it was rough.
On Wednesday during robotics club, I full out broke down. I was having trouble breathing (this happens to me sometimes when I get stressed) and ended up collapsing by one of my friend’s feet. Quickly, two of my other friends went to me and started trying to comfort me. At this point, most of my memory becomes a blur, but I remember looking up, and seeing Harg standing there, watching me. He gave me a smile, and despite how rotten I felt, I couldn’t help smiling back, because with that one smile he told me he cares, and he wanted me to be alright. I managed to get to my feet (I was a bit dizzy) and go over and sit next to him. Eventually, my other friends went back to working on the robot, though one of them gave me a cardboard rose to cheer me up.
Well, made a cardboard rose. She forced Harg to give it to me. It was amusing to watch her convince him.
Anyway, all these actions were little things. The smile was little. The rose was little. But the feelings behind them weren’t, and they helped me get through some of the stress of the week.