Bad start, great end

The worst way to start the day is coming late to an 8 am class soaking wet from an unexpected, freezing autumn shower with just 4 hours of sleep and a midterm exams to worry about. No other words, even those accentuated with the strongest superlatives, can describe how awful I felt the entire day. But, as the cliche goes, there's always light at the end of the tunnel. My day ended just like that, almost literally in fact: seeing the gorgeous sunset basking ESF with a golden glow, having dinner with my major professor and fellow advisees, hanging-out and having tomato-feta pizza at Varsity's, and ending the night with a brief chat with Yas. It's always wonderful to end a terrible day with a big sigh of relief.





Now, time to brace myself for another rough week ahead ...