I woke up this morning, hungover and disoriented, with my eyes swollen shut. I know, what a sexy image! The eye problem is something I've dealt with since childhood. Since my eyes are so small, every time I cry, they swell up so much that I literally can't see. It forces me to stumble blindly to the fridge and root around for an icepack. I think this affliction explains a lot about me. 1) I am terribly vain and 2) I hate crying from others and myself. Many Asians steer clear of alcohol because they can't metabolize it properly; I avoid crying because I look like a monster the next day.
Anyway, after I iced my eyes for a few hours and drank some coffee, I felt much better. I felt like my old self again. One night of fitful rest and I can see everything clearly again.
I still think I'm an amazing person. I still think I'm smart. I won't go as far as to say that I am glad to study again; however, I will say that better this happen to me, someone who can handle it, than someone who would dissolve under the pressure.
After everything I have been through in the last few years, I feel fine. I'm still determined and still confident in myself.