I'm getting cold hands and cold feet. I don't know what's going to happen after this whole struggle is over. I try to tell myself, there are other things I can do even if after the effort, I don't make it through. (I hope I do make it through, of course.) A certificate isn't everything, money isn't everything. But no matter what I tell myself, I know that deep down inside, I am not so flexible and open-minded.
I don't want to think that I have wasted 12 years of studying. I want to tell myself that it was a very amazing experience because throughout, I had the chance to study my favourite subject, Literature. And my feelings about Literature being my life has never changed.
And I want to pursue it. I want to go deeper into books. But this strange 'new' world is so obsessed with a piece of laminated paper that we have all forgotten the joy of studying. We are like loyal fans (to put it in a nice way) of glossy, "majestic" certificates which we wear as our masks. When we glue it to our faces, no, we NAIL it to our faces, people drool and go, "Ooooh you're an extremely intelligent person right?" And of course, the grades and quality of masks vary.
In any case, 翔ちゃん、やまぴ、けいいちゃん、お願い！Please pass your べんきょう spirit to me!!