it's weird how little things can change your mood so quickly.
I woke up this morning feeling bluer than the pacific ocean. it was cold - or at least as cold as it gets at stanford - and early and i had to finish up the last bits of my poorly attempted take home midterm (let's not talk/think about that). Sleep deprivation, cold and the guilty feeling of not trying hard enough in school are three lethal combinations for my mood.

six hours later. back in bed, done with class, midterm free for the rest of the year and ready to nap and i'm feeling much more like a sunny yellow - yes colors are a great way to express moods. napping makes my life infinitely better. i also love my bed. i spend at least half of my time at stanford in my bed - sleep, study, procrastinating - it's all done right here. surrounded by pillows and my comforter... absolute bliss.

simple things make me really happy. i realize i don't need to be somewhere exotic to feel content. I'd probably be happier going home for a week than on an african safari. okay... not true because I am DYING to go on an African safari. but something similar of the sorts.... like visiting some really amazing exciting city like NYC doesn't quite compare to the comforts of watching tv in my pjs. yes i am really excited for a week of going to london and doing nothing - potentially a waste of my plane ticket, but it's the people I go to see not the city.