Satisfaction

The feeling of satisfaction when you see your labour of "blood, sweat, and tears" is actually making a difference is almost indescribable. As I was rambling on last week, my fourth year project was finally launched into a community project, spear-headed by the regional police force. Today, was the first time the project went to a school for demonstration. I was invited (okay, asked by the police very nicely) to attend the demonstration.

My fellow readers, I suppose you guessed the true reason for the police to invite me along. That's right, they don't want to lose face if the simulator fails. I was there as the.. ahem.. technical consultant, in case anything went wrong.

I obliged to attend, not only because I do feel (in some parts) that I am responsible for the functionality of the project, but to actually see the fruits of my labour at work. It was very satisfying to watch these high school students, climbing onto the driver's seat, and using the system that *I* helped to build. It hurts equally as much when they were saying how the "steering sucked" and "the brake is too stiff".. but I suppose I have to take the good with the bad.

Not to mention that now I only have half a day left to study for my final exam tomorrow..