15 hours ago, my life in uni for this semester ended.
i prayed that my exams would end well. and it did.
i could never thank God enough for pulling me thru this horrible horrible time.
not forgetting my dear friends who took time to pray for me.
couldn't have done it without them.
and so. i went home. switched on the tv and slopped myself into my usual position (the bean bag). and i slept right there. but i woke up barely a few hours after. waking up always feel so horrible. its either i feel like i've just survived a car crash, or a heart attack. do u guys ever feel that way too? i so hate waking up.
then i spent the rest of the night packing, packing. my books, notes, bills, sermon notes and whatever is pack-able. now its all neatly packed into files, bags, boxes and on the shelves, put away and out of sight.
i wish i could just pack my life as well.den the headache spells came back again. so i took a hot bath and here i am again with eyes wide open. i think i'm getting used to this. and its so bad. so so bad. =[
