What a day. Of pain and sorrow and joy, contentment and peace.

Horrible stats lab exam. Made me feel like an ant on the table. I really can't explain why I felt so bad, but I know that it got worse when my friends were having a slightly happier than average post-exam-paper discussion. Made me realise that I'm quite competitive, to the point that my emotions might sometimes be dependent on my performance amongst my friends.

I'm not saying it's not normal and typical, but it's definitely not healthy or Christ-like.

I read a chapter of Corinthians after the paper and ask God to comfort me. I asked for a message from the chapter but I couldn't find anything so I just carried on with the rest of the classes for Tuesdays.

Walking home at the end of the day, I wondered if my self-surprising anger this morning was due to the devil's schemes and I prayed for any hold the devil had against me to be removed in Jesus' name. I even had the mental picture of one of the devil's ugly slaves with broken wings and missing creature parts due to failure in mission to hold on to me and execute any other plan the devil had.

For a fraction of a second I asked myself if I'm actually a closet sadist but hey, those slaves and worthless trouble-makers in hell don't deserve any sympathy.

I'll take today as a wake-up call and study harder, but keeping in mind that whatever happens, be it good results or bad, I'll still praise Him.