did u see the moon last night?

the dreadful day has come... hopefully i'm still a happy girl after 5.15pm. will be setting off to the exam hall in 4 hours, possibly the longest 4 hours in this past whole week. i'm sitting here trying to read my notes another round, but the devil in me is trying to divert my attention to anything else but exam stuff, which in a way is sensible since i might get panicked last minute. i can still vividly remember the previous paper on 11th april, how i hopped on the tube which took ages to reach the exam hall. the chinese girl who sat next to me kept reading off stacks of paper, which i peeped at, and realised we were about to take the same paper. i was somehow disapproved of the last minute study, and thought i probably was more well prepared than her. 6 hours later, after the two mind draining papers, i came out feeling like a defeated soldier. i couldn't feel a slight bit of confidence in passing the papers. i kept whining to people around me about how i felt my hard work might not be compensated. i kept dreading to get the results, yet hoped to end the misery of waiting asap. very surprisingly my outcome was a favourable one. and now, the vicious circle starts again. this time, i just wish i could come out of the exam hall feeling better than before. i desperately need to pass both papers i'm taking this round...

friend who has been staying over for the past whole week will be moving in her new place tomorrow. really glad that she's been cooking dinner for me every night, and we've been sharing so many stories together lol.

didn't have a good sleep last night probably due to exam jitters. got up at 6, and while making my drink i saw the stunning full moon hanging in the sky. it was such an amazing sight. cliche as it may sound, my first thought was that no matter where we are, we're still staring at the same moon. lol. does it bring people closer at heart? at the same time, the superstitious side of me wished this sight to behold is a sign of hope for the paper today :)

such an irony that i blog more often during exam period haha.

sigh

housemate's dad passed away today. although she was kinda prepared for it, i'm sure she still feels the pain when reality hits. after receiving her sms this afternoon, my first reaction, apart from feeling sorry for her, was that a close friend of my age lost her dad. and how fortunate i am to still have a complete and healthy family. life is way too unpredictable for something so tragic like this i guess. no one is immortal, but when someone so close to you leaves, the pain is no doubt excruciating.

sigh... although i've only seen uncle once, hope he rests in peace and takes care of his family from the peaceful other world...

clock is ticking...

...towards exam time, again. Just struck me that my first exam is in 11 days, hooray :( study block starts on wednesday, but i'm already starting to feel restless from revision. wonder why it always happens although i'm not that prepared for exams yet. haven't even touched anything on the second paper, 2nd hooray lol. questioning myself why i'm doing this set of crazy exams again, i wish i was more ambitious and motivated to get through this whole thing!

that aside, something quite tragic happened last weekend. housemate's dad was admitted into icu last saturday when doc found a blood clot in his brain :S and although he recovered from cancer few years back, the cancerous cells are starting to spread again. coupled with his current sickness the situation doesn't look good at all. she wept so many times over the weekend, and spent day and night just worrying about her dad. finally she couldn't stand all this torture (and also cos her bro said the illness might be terminal, sigh), so flew back on monday. got a text from her two days back, her father's condition fluctuates everyday, but doc has verified that there is improvement. and she's still uncertain whether she can make it back here to take the exam she has prepared so hard for half a year. just pray that uncle gets well soon...

this is the one thing that i fear most living away from home. the call during midnight to break a piece of bad news, or the call to tell me someone has fallen gravely ill *touchwood* ... aaahh, shouldn't think so much i guess, but i certainly find death getting more and more scary as i grow up. just hope everyone takes good care at all times...

back to study, how exciting...