Exams are officially over. A sense of relief is felt. However, i felt so down now. Perhaps of the nap i took earlier? I got sick upon hearing i have a month of holidays before the start of next semester. Although one month is neither short nor long, i sensed a much waste of time. For the past of week of constant revising, i truly spent every moment worthwhile. I only met up with my bf on the day of my paper for lunch, dinner, some window shopping. Suddenly, i felt so lost. It just appeared that i have nothing to do at all besides sleeping, television, online… Although some may be excited about the holidays, i cant possibly go out everyday right… Singapore is so small, revisiting the same old spot time to time.
SMa took so long to send the modules schedule this time. Initially, i wanted to take one module. Upon considering, perhaps i should take two instead. Most the modules they offered next semester are considered the core units and i have fulfilled the prerequisites. At least i can finish the core units and can concentrate on my accounts. I assume next week or so, i will have to register for my accounts again. This time those papers are repeated subjects which i have done over the years. It is a waste of time and money. But in order to get the certificate, i have to move on. It is way too long to wait for the Murdoch Cert. Yawn.. It is so boring now…
I slept at 5 this morning after a whole day studying since 11am. Although there were intervals of break, my eyes ached. Guess what, my bf was real sweet and attentive. He accompanied me through the night while i was studying as a form of moral support. He spent more than 3 hours to boil the soup base and cooked my favourite rat tail soup. He even gave me a morning call at 7am. He did not slept at all unlike me. He knew he could not wake up thus he remained alert. I met him at SMa foodcourt at 8.20 and my yummy breakfast was presented. I felt so guilty when i saw he was so tired. He waited in the hotel when i was doing all my 3 papers. Hours of boredom, moral support and encouragements were what i saw. He melts my heart. He did, he really did.. I have cried a few times and i feel i am going do it again. I think i am real fortunate to have him as my bf. Although he do not have the looks and height, his love for me is true. In my eyes, he was everything & nothing else mattered. He accepted me when i was nobody, the ugliest and fattest. Although i am not some great fellow, my potential was recognised in sch (at least from Mr Poon, Frankie & alittle from Jonas), it rose my motivations. I would be able to help build up his future. I am still in progression of slimming down. I wanted him to be proud of me. What i can do is minimum except my love for him will remains.
Rat tail soup with:
mince meat, quail eggs, slice livers, dumplings & yummy soup base
Delicious!
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