I recently got my heart broken 😖. Contrary to what most people who saw my status update about this event thought, it wasn't by some guy or person, but it felt every bit as horrible, if not worse. Well, here's what really happened. I am currently in my final year of university, and as is the custom, I have to complete a research project. By the end of the first semester, I had already completed and gotten approval from my supervisor for my chapters 1 and 3. I planned to finish chapter 2 (which is by far the longest 😩😩😩 in terms of what you have to type) during the Christmas break. I even had this plan to type 1 page per day and if all went as planned, I would be done before Christmas. Oh, if wishes were horses, beggars would jump on top! Well, the holiday came and life happened. I had numerous movies to watch or games to play or naps to take or ceiling to hopelessly stare at. There was always something that really wasn't so important to do. I was only able to...