I suppose I can disclose this recent incident that robbed me of my "adventurous-dignity" now... I believe it is indeed the time for me to let go of the person I had fell in love with so deeply. As the saying goes, "if one truly loves someone, he is willing to let go of the person's hand if it means her happiness". After all, long-distance relationships are said to be more painful than short-distance ones. We never know when something happens to the other party unless we are directly notified by that person, which in this case I can't. I don't have her phone number; I have lost all opportunities of contact with her. Unless if we both possess some mutual hidden telepathic powers, I will have to allow Fate to decide my next course now, as well as hers. maybe she might find someone who is at least nice enough not to cheat on girls, or at least not think about sex ALL THE TIME. Or who knows... Maybe someday in the future, we might be coincident enough to meet each other again, matured, refined and successful.
Being a stowaway may not be good for our health because hiding indoors almost everyday(Excluding occasions when we go outdoors to get our lunch) is definitely not a good way to absorb vitamin K or something. However, thanks to this "stowaway" period, I was kinda able to lessen my "sensitivities" and eradicate my naive way of thinking, and rethink my past lessons in Literature(Admittedly my favorite subject) to think out of the box and see things from more than one perspective. Of course, I am not out of my mind to be stressing myself out even before my Polytechnic education, so I burnt loose hours by playing Skyrim on my laptop. Too bad it's a single-player game...
There is no such thing as "forever" in life. We have short lifespans of less than a hundred years, and should always take the chance to live it. As much and best as we can.
