FYP means, not "Final Year Project", but "Fuck You, Project!"...

Kenna shoot from start till end of the 1 hour presentation... And what's worst is, the weapon wielding maniac is not even our assessor, it's another faci who just thought that it's be interesting to sit in... But nevermind... I accept the points he, and my assessors, made, because I know that I've not put my 100% in this project... I had the "Give Up" mentality since very early, and that is my own fault, no one else's...

I'll do better for the next FYP, mark my words... I know I'm getting another set of good team mates, and that will be my second chance... And, it'll be something that I have interest in, so, all the more, I'll work harder!


Update, I'm no longer feverish, and I've no more flu... Maniacal coughing, and onset of sore throat...

And... More problems... I sort of gained more problems again... Should have just left it there, and ignore it, but, nosy me... Now I have to think of how to behave so that... Nevermind... It's just getting too complicated, and my mind is suffering from trying to catch up... I need sleep, and a lot of it...

Bright Point of my Life Currently :
- Closer and closer friends with a few friends in hC!!!
- FYP 1 OVER!