The show must go on

Watching a Spanish movie and sleeping was good, yet I woke up immediately thinking of my injured little ride again... So I did what always helps when something weighs heavily on my heart: I called my parents. They did a great job in consoling me (thanks again! szeretlek benneteket) and now everything looks a bit brighter already. I have decided to bring my little Vespa to a moto hospital soon and get it repaired, and in the meantime I will try to distract myself by starting to work on our Analysis of Business Problems paper that is due in a week from now and by attending IESE's Thanksgiving dinner tonight. The show must go on!