Preparatory courses are supposed to be a bridge for candidates like us, but honestly, the promise of a guaranteed seat next year often feels like a *kylliang*—a sweet dream. They told me if I passed the course, my seat in the degree college was secured. But I didn’t pass. My own life is the proof: my chronic pain flared up during the final exams, and no extra time was given, so that ‘seat next year’ vanished. Now I just help my mother in her garden and watch the college buses go by.
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