I’m feeling good. Echoing Michael Bublè’s words, i really do feel good. Its like suddenly all those thick wads of information I've been stuffing into my little brain have been cleaned out and the attic is empty waiting for new and better thoughts to come in.
My last exam for this academic year is over (not yet dwelling too much on my decision of repeating my exams to get a result with cherry on top in contrast to this years dismal performance).
So after the exam, i went shopping; the thing I haven’t done for a long long time. The best was this comfy snug brown tee that I got, that was apparently designed in Heidelberg and brought back fresh and wonderful memories of my stay in Germany.
Then I had some y
ummy velvety black forest cake at Sweet Chariot (which would qualify as my favourite dessert place). Well it had three layers of chocolate cake, with whipped cream and a hint of cherries between each layer. The chocolate shavings on top with the cherry gleaming and beckoning affably, completed this gastronomic magnum opus. The consumption of this, of course, was comparable to heaven. There was a slightish alcoholic tinge to it, but I may have been imagining that. My sister meanwhile devoured coffee and walnut cake which didn’t look half as appetizing (my biased opinion – she believed it was THE BEST).
After dessert I became aware that I was starving, having skipped lunch as the exam was during lunch time. So I had some other snacks as well. All through, I have to admit, I was feeling so joyous and infected with strange happiness, I wished it would last forever. It’s funny how a few months of pure slogging can make a simple thing like an evening out at a cafe seem so marvellous. Cheerio!
My last exam for this academic year is over (not yet dwelling too much on my decision of repeating my exams to get a result with cherry on top in contrast to this years dismal performance).
So after the exam, i went shopping; the thing I haven’t done for a long long time. The best was this comfy snug brown tee that I got, that was apparently designed in Heidelberg and brought back fresh and wonderful memories of my stay in Germany.
Then I had some y
ummy velvety black forest cake at Sweet Chariot (which would qualify as my favourite dessert place). Well it had three layers of chocolate cake, with whipped cream and a hint of cherries between each layer. The chocolate shavings on top with the cherry gleaming and beckoning affably, completed this gastronomic magnum opus. The consumption of this, of course, was comparable to heaven. There was a slightish alcoholic tinge to it, but I may have been imagining that. My sister meanwhile devoured coffee and walnut cake which didn’t look half as appetizing (my biased opinion – she believed it was THE BEST).After dessert I became aware that I was starving, having skipped lunch as the exam was during lunch time. So I had some other snacks as well. All through, I have to admit, I was feeling so joyous and infected with strange happiness, I wished it would last forever. It’s funny how a few months of pure slogging can make a simple thing like an evening out at a cafe seem so marvellous. Cheerio!
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