Tripartite Solution

Movie Date

Just had an awesome fun date last night with my MJ. We decided to meet up and watch the movie of Adam Sandler "Just Go With It". It has been a while since we saw a movie or actually seen a good movie. Beforehand, I searched the critics' notion with the movie. A great number that was disappointed with the movie so I did not really expect anything. However, when we saw the movie, it was so hilarious. The chemistry of the characters were great. Noticeable with the movie would be the talent of the two children. For their young age, they surely brought the crowd to laughter. The best thing that I liked about the movie was that its comedy scenes were unforeseeable. It was amazing on how the cast placed the crowd into excessive laughter due to unexpected funny moments. Adam Sandler surely brought a trump card with him considering that his last dramatic role was in Funny People.

Premonition of Remorse

 
After the movie date, I went back to my books to study our quiz the next day. The topic was difficult, it was all about estafa or swindling. Haven't slept all night just to nail down to every meticulous detail of the crime. When I took the quiz, I was quite confident of my answers but when I scanned my notes, a shitty gut feeling of downfall swelled up inside me. I am expecting a disastrous result from the quiz. Well, looking at the brighter side, her quiz was down right difficult and any person would be inane not to recognize such. All I can hope now is mercy and consideration (which will not be given by our professor) and that faint bright light that this failure will not be niche of my impediment.

 Two More Weeks

Two more weeks to go until the break of dawn. Technically it's three weeks until summer vacation. But to look at the brighter side of things again, I'd say it's only two more weeks. This is it. The last two weeks of the hardship avenue. This will make or break us. Hopefully I can still stand tall until the end. Sadly, professors tend to dismiss the punctual checking of our test papers so we students are left with mental anguish and torture to decipher for ourselves the failure that have beset us. Only two more weeks and I can finally have 2 whole months of savory silly nothingness with my girlfriend, barkada and the rest of the world.

Typical Monday

Yeah right! It was Valentine's Day! Which means date night! Haha

My day started out fine, expecting whether or not our Obligation and Contracts professor will attend our class. Inadvertently, he was present. I was expecting that my name will be called. And there it was. I was answering smoothly but tipped at the end. However, such falter did not have a significant negative impact on my night. For all the right reasons, I am sure my professor knew that I utterly and inhumanely studied thoroughly for his class. Moreover, my girlfriend and I already had plans for a wonderful evening date!

The night was started with a Cheesy Sbarro dinner. It is already proven beyond reasonable doubt that Sbarro pizza and pasta are undeniably worth it. We both agreed that Sbarro is one of the few restaurants that is already certified to be worthy of foodie's citation

And it was followed by a relaxing Cafe Latte of Bo's Coffee. I assure you, Bo's Coffee's Latte stands out from the rest. Its fine creamy and not so sweet taste is a perfect blend for all those sweet tooths that cannot intake sugar excessively.

But of course, the night would not be fulfilled, if it weren't for the company of my significant other. A wonderful Valentine's Night with the most wonderful person in the world!

My eye bags can see right through you hahahaha

Redress of Grievances

Everyone has their own moment of failure. Last night was mine. Though I tried my very best to create an extensive and well-researched report, it was still not enough. I can't totally blame our professor, it's just that the question she gave me was astoundingly difficult. It can to a point that I lost my basic law school  candor such as not speaking on a first person basis and always having a firm grasp on a choice. She owned me big time. The term reckoning point which she said was resonating in my head over and over again.

It's sad to think that a well prepared effort was put into waste. Yet again, such event is terrifyingly common in our school. Reading drastic cases, memorizing loads of terms and having sleepless nights just to find out that you fail on the following day. Those occurrences are too ordinary. However, due to my inescapable human capacity, I still can't help it to feel bad.

I've realized from own experience that there should be no self-pity. Of course, that's obvious. And the latter connotation would be to learn from your mistakes. What does not kill you makes you stronger. Such are typecast beliefs. But no matter how lame those lines are to make a down-founded person feel better, those lines are absolutely right.

It's a matter of 5 minute sadness and,  afterwards, a thousand fold solution-making for the future. Though in reality the effect of failure is greater than those good things performed. My flunked reporting last night which lasted for only 45 minutes will still have its drastic effect on my grade, compared to the my utmost endeavors of researching and studying my report for 3 weeks. Technically speaking, it is unfair. We just have to live with that crap. The only subtle reasoning that contradicts such unfairness is the thought that I know in myself that I did my utmost efforts to deliver a well-rounded report.

From the movie 3 Idiots, it stated that the key for solving problems, no matter how terrible, is just to stay calm and say to yourself "All is well". Quite right, because there are so many people having much terrible problem than yours. As long as your heart is calm, there is no need to worry.

For now, my solution would be to study even harder. I have two more chances of redeeming myself in that subject. Most of the higher years and even my classmates believe that luck is always a part of our law school system. But as Harvey Dent in the movie Dark Knight once said, we make our own luck. As for my part, I will not feel like shit anymore and will even study further. My 5 minute sadness is officially over.

Good thing the Chinese Tikoy I fried was a certified calorie overload.