last week was a bad week. a terrible week. a god-awful-i-don't-want-to-live-anymore-why-the-hell-did-i-even-begin-to-think-i'm-ok week.

to think the 3 midterms in a row wasn't even the major cause of it.

still, when the going gets tough, the tough begin thinking of something else.

put it this way: all the random nights i spent watching sound of music whenever it came on tv must have paid off - i simply remember my favorite things and then i don't feel so bad:

eat-all-you-can at kamay kainan; valentine's day; my 28th birthday; anticipation of the end of five years of law school; vacation; finally getting to write that resignation letter; possibility of working at gymboree while preparing for the bar; rockwell within walking distance of ateneo law; finally getting to wear THE shoes; decision to have my grad pics retaken; promise of laser hair removal for my legs as a graduation gift from my aunt; cello's donuts; being with the one you love; finally meeting people in law school; waking up early and being able to sneak hot water in your bath (it's technically not allowed but sniff!sniff! i've got a major cold); getting an early birthday gift cause some people believed your birthday is february 5; mornings with no school visits; learning not to care when it counts; fresh strawberries; a client offering you gas money and being able to refuse it; a box of selecta creations in rocky road in your freezer; unearthing pearls from an old friend and using them as a source of strength; trips to the grocery with your roommate; sweet kisses and hugs; encouraging text messages from people you least expect; new and old friendships.

this list can go on and on.

and honestly, who really cares about the bad stuff? midterms are over and there's nothing i can do about it anymore. the deadlines are there and screw me if i can't beat them, but i've only got my lazy ass to blame if i don't. i don't care what other people think, and i don't care what other people say. i've got it good, and i bet they know it too. and that's why they're pissed.