How is my one "stinky day", you ask? Well, it begins with I can't sleep tight, waking up twice or three times during the night until the morning. That's the begining of all the terrible things. You know, when we, actually I, don't have a proper sleep, I tend to walk on the cloud nine for a whole day. Thus, I can't really concentrate on anything. Going out of the house in the pouring rain, I could feel the grayish sky and the misty air forecasted a stormy day waiting ahead of me. As though cloud surrounds my mind the whole day like it does to the sky, I can't focus in class, and that fact alone making me more frustrated, really depressed. But those were still nothing. The peak of the tornado is still lying ahead untill I get to the library on the afternoon. The bell of my phone rang reminding of the appointment with a professor to do the research. I took it out to look at the message and accidentally put it on the desk, which I usually never do, and finish my work on the computer.......
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