So, I had an emotional breakdown earlier this week. I wasn't just a little upset... I basically spent two straight days sobbing. Like, to the point where I think I got a little dehydrated. Seriously, I was more distraught than the first time a boy broke my heart (which was just last fall). It was that bad.
You see, I'm studying for the Bar this summer, which is a pretty daunting task in and of itself. But I'm enrolled in a review class which is supposed to be extremely helpful. Unfortunately, customer service is totally incompetent and didn't have any of my contact information right, so I didn't get the books until this week... two days before our midterm (no joke, they sent the books to my old apartment twice, even after I had notified them of my change of address (over a year ago)). I've been attending all of the classes and completing the online material, so I thought I would be able to catch up on the books when they arrived. I was wrong. When a 40+ lb. package of books finally arrived on my doorstep, I realized that I would never be prepared by next month, and it completely broke my spirit. So naturally, I had an all-out panic attack.
After doing some serious soul-searching, I decided to defer and wait until February to take the Bar. Sure, it's not the traditional post-law-school route, but I would much rather wait few months and really feel comfortable with the material. This plan makes me feel much more confident. Tradition be damned.
Anyway, this whole unfortunate situation made me start thinking about some of the wonderful things in my life. First, I live close to the beach in California. See that picture of the pier on my page? No, I didn't take that pic myself (hello, plagiarism), but I can walk there any time I want to. And yes, it really is that beautiful.
The other day I overheard a girl complaining about the cold weather here. It was 63 and sunny outside. Seriously?! The weather here is almost always gorgeous. These native Californians don't realize how great they have it.
I have the best sister in the world. When I told her about my recent emotional breakdown, she immediately came over and took me out for happy hour sushi and a movie. Not only is she my favorite person ever, but she lives close enough that we get to see each other often. We like to cook food and drink too much wine together.
I sang Guns N' Roses with my niece via gmail chat recently. I love that kid. Sweet Child O' Mine has never been more adorable.
My friends are the greatest. Seriously. I've found some incredible people in Los Angeles, and I also know some unbelievably wonderful people spread all over the country. I dearly love all of them.
I could keep going, but all in all, things are pretty dang good. I'm so happy right now that I could crap unicorns. And the unicorns would crap puppies. And the puppies would fart rainbows. Sorry if that was gross, but I'm currently too surrounded with imaginary unicorns, puppies, and rainbows to care.
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