It was the Best of Times; it was the Worst of Times

        Do you ever have something happen and you can't help but think, "why me? Why now? C'mon, man. Really?" Because I do. The days where you wake up late, forget your laptop charger, and realize half way through the day that you had an assignment due at noon and oh look! It's already 1:30. Those days are the worst. They make Netflix nights seem like the best thing since sliced bread. It's like in the movies when a character says, "It's not like it's gonna get any worse," immediately followed by a torrential down pour of rain, a splashed puddle of mud by the road, or pretty much anything rain related. When I think of this, I automatically think of Ice Age, in the scene when it just starts hailing like crazy. Nonetheless, even Hollywood recognizes those days that make you wish for a do-over button.
        Sadly, there is no do-over button for life, also known as a time machine. But. I have learned that sometimes the best things happen when you need them most. Not to mention, those awful days make the good days seem umpteen times better. I learned this the other day, after writing three papers, working three 12am-3am shifts in a row, and getting into a fight with my roommate over pizza (Yes, pizza. The pizza really just was the straw that broke the camel's back). I was so upset about how poorly the day was going, especially since I had not received a letter from my friend in boot camp for weeks. Every day, I would go to the post office, and just stare at my little P.O. Box. I would get anxious walking up to it, as crazy as it sounds. For being such a small little cube, it held so much power. It could make a great day awful, but it could completely turn around one of those Hollywood-worthy bad days.
      Anyway, on that particular bad day, I followed my normal routine and went to the post office, expecting to see emptiness. To my surprise, there sat a tiny letter with "Semper Fi" on it in gold letters. Let me tell you--everything that made that day awful disappeared. I was ecstatic that I finally got a letter. I sat down right in the post office and read it, waiting wasn't an option. I was smiling ear to ear, forgetting about the mishaps of the day. It was like the last scene of The Breakfast Club, one fist in the air with not a care in the world.
    Thinking about it later, that letter came right when I needed it. Since my day had been so terrible, it made me appreciate the letter even more. Basically what I'm getting at here, is that things may seem awful (and they might be), but you have to keep on keeping on because a good thing will happen. So now when I'm having a bad day, I look at one of my letters. It really makes me realize that, yeah there's bad in the world, but there's also good. As long as you remember that, the good will come. Those Hollywood bad days will start to feel like low budget bad days (A.K.A the two star movies you can only find on Netflix). So really if you think about it, a lot of the time, it's the best of times and the worst of times all at once. It's all about your mindset.