Crumpled Paper.

I've asked myself a billion and one times whether I've made the right choice with Law, and many a times, I've left myself with a heavy heart; in a dilemma. But what I finally realised is that it is not my concern with making the wrong choice or whether I'm dying now that is making me feel burdened, but whether it will all be worth it in the end. To an extent it is about the expectations my parents have on me, and how I am afraid to fail and disappoint them if I drop out, or change course. And to another extent, it is about getting to my "destination" and not being happy with it, and realising all that sleepless nights and stressful weeks were not worth it in the end.  

"I failed so bad I had to go Australia where the studies are easier there. Even then, I did bad. Never made it past high school. Tried to go to US and never made it past community college. But you know where I found success? By doing what I love with an honest integrity to share my work with others around the world. You see, success is such a enigmatic goal. Because success is really defined through our life experiences which makes everyone's definition of success different. But I can say that once you reach it, life isn't much different. Learn to appreciate the journey. That's really where happiness, creative satisfaction and freedom comes from. If you aim for success, you focus on the destination and not the journey. You'll still be miserable at the end." -- some random dude on my friend's fb page, but I found this inspirational.

Appreciating the journey: Having this perspective in mind (perhaps just to make myself feel better), I guess I'll have to not worry whether i'll hate it or love it at the end of the day, but just take each day as it is, step by step. Not exactly saying it's gonna be in a walk in the park, but hey, that's what law school is about right? Riding a bike, where the bike is on fire, and you're riding through hell. 

Our greatest fear is if our dream isn’t for us. / 

You have to remember to be human. / 

Remember that you are struggling because you have to, that nothing good comes easy, and as cliché as it may be, remember that the fire that melts butter is the same fire that hardens steel. 

-Laura Murallos

Anyeong! 

Here's to surviving these 2 weeks of hell. 

Sometimes, I just want to curl into a ball and forget about everything around me.