448am. Pressing on for my final exam. Somehow I wish time would fly faster so that I can get on with my sleep. Sleep - the lack of it for almost 24 hours now. Sleep is a luxury that I cannot afford unfortunately. Vanilla coke and my death sticks on the other hand keep me wide awake, physically at least. Right now mentally, I am that of a 5 year old kid.

Reading about stress and Burnout. I am so FUCKING BURNTOUT. Which leads to loss of valuable resources i.e retention power for exam that starts in 3 hours and inability to cope with work i.e remembering fucking names of authors and dates.


Need to go to velvet cigar again.....................mmmmmmmmmm


Oh and Tim, Sal lost in Majong. Again.

What is that sad look in your eyes
Why are you crying
Tell me now, tell me now
Tell me, why you're feelin' this way

"A bad cup of coffee and stale cigerettes."

Just when I thought the week couldn't get any worse..
Heard from my housemate that a friend's friend got killed by a hit and run in Singapore.
You may have read it in the news.
He was a close friend of the guy I know.
It's just overwhelming really.

Sigh.