Final Year Student, this is the awaiting name that my bachelor studies. It sounds so cool that telling others that I am a final year student, it eventually feels proud that we finally make this so far. But somehow, toughest year is here.

Final year student ain't easy.

For the pass few years being the non-final year student, was chilling as day long, but now, what thinking nowadays were worry about the final year project. Timetable is not as busy as previous years, but readings are essential and workload for fyp's progress apparently increases. Now i understand that how come the ex-final year students were so busy running here running there, and seems like 24hours staying at campus.

Somehow, I going to miss this study environment, the Curtin, hanging with Harleen and Raymond during the recess time awaiting for next classes. Have lunch together, observe the surrounding objects, and discover some funny objects. Relax and talks with the coursemates. On facebook at the Resource Centre, and updates other's news feed. Sometimes, met lecturers at Cafeteria and have some talks and jokes with them.


Have to treasure all this moments ;(


But well, I going to be a Mechanical Engineer! Mum, you hear it? ;)