at last

today marks the end of my exams.

the paper was .... daunting and disheartening to say the least. came out of the exam hall feeling like shit, but i managed to convince myself that at least everything is over. felt a wee bit better after that and i proceeded to town to watch harry porter with stan and some of the hall people.

the show was pretty good, the effects were nice and my my my, the actors/actresses have really grown! especially the weasley twins and ron; ron no longer looks like a 16 year old man! overall, its a decent film that harry porter fans would enjoy. if you aren't one however, then you'd probably find it a tad too long, since its more than 2 and a half hour.

was having a great time with nice people and i was almost certain that i'd really enjoy my day, but no .... things just HAVE to happen. an sms followed by a phone call.

why? its been one entire shitty month of non stop cramming, late nights and what-nots. why must more shit drop on my lap just when i thought everthing's over and that good times are here to stay? why must my day end on such a freaking lousy note?