After so many weeks of torture and suffering, it is left with the last 3+ weeks of school before my second last semester is coming officially to an end! Even though there were many a times I just feel like giving up totally, and there were a lot of times when it feels like time is moving on a snail pace, I must say on the whole time still flew me by. Thinking back all the things I have done, all the modules I am taking, all the presentations and projects I have completed, all the group mates I have met, all the new people I have gotten to know, all the experiences I have been through since start of semester, I must say I am a really lucky Year 4 soul. I survived so far without sacrificing in the process!!!

The worst should be more or less over unless suddenly every single thing that can screw up happen such! I definitely hope I am not so unlucky as to experience them just when I thought I have finally gotten my chance to see the light at the end of the tunnel. But there is a little part in me which still wishes that my grades can be not too bad despite the fact that I keep telling people I just want to make it past and grades arn't going to matter. The sad thing about living in this world is that many a times it is about the results and not the process (no matter what other people may want to fight against this, it is still a cold and harsh fact of life). If I can do relatively well this semester, then next semester will really be a time for me to thoroughly enjoy my last semester of university life and go ahead to do what I want to, for the last time. Because I heard the other institution I am going next year doesn't have a better life lined up for me.