Happy V-day

to those of you who celebrate this commercialized holiday. I saw many couples with flowers, gifts, and heart-shaped balloons today. I'm being all bitter about v-day but I think I'm simply jealous of all these happy couples. Yet, I think v-day is over-rated. People spend way too much energy, time, and money on this one day.

I know shit happens to everyone but I think it happens slightly more frequently to me than to others. Am I wrong? Maybe I'm a drama queen, making such a big deal out of every little things that other people don't even care. I really don't think I'm that unfortunate; actually, good things happen to me, too. At times, I consider myself a very lucky person. Maybe both good and bad things happen with greater intensity in my life??? Or I take everything with intense emotions??? Am I overreacting to everything?

Ira passed the NAPLEX, and it made me quite happy. I know he worked so hard. He'll be the first licensed pharmacist among my friends. And, he's the first among my friends who have earned a doctorate (except for the ones who already had a doctorate when i first met).

I really feel that I should make more detailed work schedule. I tend to slack off when there's less structure. I'm definitely a slacker by nature.