Finally FYP is over. mad happy and mad relaxed. Was so darn stressed up and nervy and all sorts of nonsense, though i don't understand why. Then i was having all sorts of weird dreams. -__- But i'm glad it's all over now. Dont wanna analyse so much, don't wanna think too much. The week just seemed to zoom passed and i'm not even sure if i remembered everything i did. I seemed to be living in a haze. Talking to a friend who actually went to oitp makes me miss US more. Just why is the pace so damn fast?