I was not happy when I wrote this essay. I couldn’t tell the reasons. Maybe because I waited for about three days to get Lemson’s reply, but finally he was going to play games after finishing his work. Maybe because I was not satisfied with my attitude to study. Anyway, I am not happy now.
My anger comes quickly, it leaves quickly as well. When I am unhappy, I just want someone try to make me happy. However, there is no such a person.