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A day filled with sweetness

For a long time, I really wanted to sit for an exam without reading a single page the day before. So yes I did that for the Strategy Management exam.

After the exam, I texted Kate and since both of us were free we planned to meet up. She brought cookies for me and I really liked the one I ate. It was yummy. 

For around an hour we roamed around a bit and talked about a lot of stuff from career plans to hobbies, Korean language and Indian food and a couple more things too. She told me she really likes Indian food and she goes to eat at Diwali twice a week with her other friends.

Then she went for lunch and I left for my class. After the lunch, I met another teacher in the Global Centre. She asked about my country and was so delighted to know I was from India.

She gave me tea which smelled really good. I loved it. She also gave cookies to me and Akira. Akira is a Malaysian friend of mine. I also met Alik today after really long and I was so glad to see him again.

I also was very happy to be complimented for my Korean Handwriting twice. Firstly, Kate said its beautiful and then the teacher in the global centre also complimented me. I was so happy to hear that.

Another good news for the day is I have also got an appointment with my Journalism Professor for thursday. I am very excited and also a little nervous about it.

In case you were wondering yes I enjoyed it but I did not perform well in the exam today. I really don't have plans to go the same way again but I too am trying to not take exams too seriously.

Its ok to have ok grades but what I am concerned about my knowledge. I really want to be better with G.K.

I have given myself a target to create a good knowledge base by the end of my 5th semester and atleast have the basic general knowledge. When I go back I am really gonna make more serious and consistent efforts to make newspapers a part of my life and try to stay more updated.

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