School has started for me. Despite the 'lax' timetable, I feel more stressed than I did in year 2. Guessing that's how the final year of polytechnic feels like. Doing an independent study project is hard work– expected. I'm the only one shouldering all the work, hence the word 'independent'. Sometimes I wonder did I make the wrong choice by choosing to do a independent study project. It's a lot of work like my lecturer warned me a year ago (come to think of it). Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I chose a different path. Probably in a parallel universe, I'll be doing something very different. Who knows. I'm not a quantum physician or someone who at least knows something about the theory of relativity. Too late for regrets anyway, I'm already in too deep (no innuendos) to get out. With the thought of internship in the near future is equally if not more daunting. I'm at a stage where people start asking, 'So, what do you want ...