This is IT. I finished my final paper in NUS, survived it (though not well) but this is the end of my four years in NUS, where i spent endless nights coming back to school to mug/play games :) with the beautiful and soothing night in sight.
At this cross junction, what does one do? what is ahead? what does one lose? and what can one gain?
Without any sign post and in a state of transition, i call upon Durkheim's notion of anomie and apply it to myself now.
Is there an end at all?
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