Time flies really fast, it's end of the year already. This semester is really unbelievable lol.
Some of my friends said that this semester is gonna be better, we had overcome the hardest one last semester.
It's a big lieeeeeee. lol. This semester consist of too much group projects and presentations that it's just so tiring and stressed me out.
A week before finals I had five presentation and I felt mentally tired. Now thinking about it, I just want to pat myself and say, "you actually can do it."

Yeah, as I'm doing it, slowly I become used to it. Used to the sleepless night and working on papers or presentation. It somehow become bearable.
The desire to quit was slowly become lesser and I just told myself that I should work on it.
Work on it rather than thinking it was tiring. Working on it rather than nagging about this and that.
Then I realised the past semesters I didn't do the best, I could've done better. This semester just thought me so much things. Some new friends I got from the group projects are too indirectly giving me something new to learn.

This semester was tiring, sickening, and stressing. But in between those tiring days, there were some memories. Be it bad or good, but if I think about it again I could smile and that's how life works.