Somehow I miss the time I immersed myself in the boundless deep ocean of knowledge.
But it's getting farther and farther away.
And I'm getting more and more tensed up for the unknown future.
Final year project. Practical Training. Career. Further Studies.
What's worse? I'm indeed fulfilling what I told Huan Keat last night.
I said, "我的心，好像越来越野了。"
Some untamed wildness within is torturing me.
I can't breathe.
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