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final project

It's been so looongggg since I wrote on this blog.
well, I finally become a 8th semester college student .
I finally face my thesis !
Gotcha yihaaa hahaha lol.
This thing, called as thesis or final project or script or whatever, is killing me softly well.
I have Mr. Basari as my adviser lecturer (well, i dont really know 'pembimbing' in english) .
He is a straight, hard worker, and full of high expectations. That's why he put a very high expectation on my thesis project. Thanks sir for making me work harder than anyone else.
But he is a kind lecturer actually. He helps and advises me a lot for doing this thesis project.
Event though, I have a very kind and laugh-full adviser, it doesnt make my thesis goes clearly and smooth. It is still hard to do.

This semester should be my last semester. But I dont know, it seems so far away to go through.
So many things to do, so many things to be analyzed, so many things to measure, and so many things to be written and sooo many things again... yet it still can be counted haha lol.

I dont know,  being an-almost-bachelor of engineering is a very good achievement for me. But I do need to finish it ! this semester. Becoming a bachelor of engineering and make parents proud.
just endure it . do it. and it will be okay. it will be finished.

like mr Basari always says :  Jangan menyerah aja, Banyak berdoa.



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