How’s your feeling when it’s supposed to be an important day and everything’s already prepared, but suddenly your shoe heel broke? That’s a pretty moodkill yesterday. I had a group presentation and came to campus in my best appearance (with formal suits and black formal higheels), but everything crashed when the heel of my right shoe broke. God, I felt like crying at the moment. I glued the heel with wood glue just for temporary repairment because I didn’t have any time buying the new one. I think God must have pitied me because my presentation went so well and I got a small reward as the best speaker of the presentation. Only a Silverquint Chunkybar chocolate, and though I felt like a child recieving a thing like this I was undoubtely happy.