bad conversations, dips into hopelessness, and objectiveness to the point of nonexistence...

I've been meaning to make another post ever since the middle of the week, and now I'm writing at 3:30 AM at night in the weekend, so that didn't work out too well...  The point is that I'm here now, and I'll try to be meaningful.  The niche of things are that, things in general aren't going so well, at least from my POV.  I'm running into the same or similar issues I had last year in school, and at this point I'm questioning whether its my fault or not.  These issues include my social skill troubles, my spaztic tendencies,  and other things relating to that, like low confidence and stuff, but I'm no stranger to these troubles.  The weekend is my only safe house nowadays, I feel imprisoned whenever I'm at school, for issues bring themselves up at random and frequent times, and so I'm contemplating what to do... I just realized that with all this stress and worry, I forgot to electronically turn in my English paper online... fuck.  Pardon my language, but it'll occasionally show up.  After this ever recent realization, I just want to flee to a quiet and calm place, we all do at times like this, but I'm not one to run or hide from my worries, I like to face them and get them out of the way to stop them from escalating, sadly this one's a bitch.  There's the hopelessness that occasionally gets to me, it subsides but it was there and it leaves a lingering guilt.  Other realizations and conclusions I've made is that, I've been overly objective with just about everything.  I'm as objective as an omniscient narrator using empty adjectives and verbs, just calling what he sees without any judgment or output, almost machine-like.  That may be the cause of multiple worries, but I'm not totally definitive just yet.  I'm not changing for others, but for me, I will do what I can...  Nice racks, haha, 100% random.