Walked out of my last exam of the semester feeling absolutely awesome! No one could wipe that smile of my face.
1 down, and then 2 weeks break, and then hell unleashes itself again.
But this time, I'm well-trained.
Non-stop studying since beginning of Feb. Not that I study 24/7. Just that studies have been constantly on my mind, and there are no periods of short breaks or holidays, even when its supposed to be holidays. I was doing a 4000 word essay during the last holidays. Sigh.
But this is the hols and I'm gonna enjoy it to the fullest by not doing anything, except things that I want to do, or things that I need to do to live. Like eating. Lots of eating. And lots of crap DVDs. And I need to clean my room. And my flat. I'm embarrassed to even invite people over now.
And it all starts again after two weeks. And this time, there's the mega research project. Aiya...
Anyway I was talking about one of the happiest moments in life.
So after the exam, my friend and I stuffed ourselves. I had proper breakfast at 1pm. Bacon, toast, poached eggs and sausages. YUM.
And then I went out that night as well.
And then I watched Wimbledon.
And then I went to sleep and woke up half an hour late for church. Sigh. So sorry dear God. I accidentally set my alarm for 830pm when I really meant to wake up at 830am to get to church on time =(
But thank God for podcasts. I'll listen to past sermons online. It's not the best. But it is Sunday, and like every other day, God should be remembered. But even more so on a Sunday. Because Sunday has always been Sabbath.
Something beautiful:
For Bruce Schooley, stricken with cancer
Whom in Jesus Christ
Found a cure for death
- What's so great about Christianity - Dinesh d'Souza
