Satin in a Coffin.

• Sometimes I think I am losing it.
  
• I hate outbreaks, and the bloody ingrown hair from shaving.
• I think I hurt my back.
  
• I still hate reverse Jumbo.
  
• Lasalle sent me the prospectus I requested today. Arts Management or Films? Practicality or Passion? My dad went, "Dou tan bo jia leh," you can't earn much from either. Well, too bad your son can't do maths.
  
• Love is the new Feel Awlful. I cannot agree more. So why are we subjecting ourselves to such mental sado-machosim, I wonder.
• I am craving for bubble milk tea, now.
  
• A good friend called to inform me she has been accepted into the local Universities. I screamed in delight outside the guard room and everyone stared at me, thinking I've struck the lottery.
• I need a new facial cleanser.
  
• I want to catch a movie.
• Me and my bunkmates are marvelling over the imitation strawberry/chocolate Giant Chocky Brand sticks. "That's delicious and, fun," so it says.
• I want a good massage.
• These days, the question I asked myself more frequently than others is "why am I doing this?"

I wished I knew better.