It's just so claustrophobic. I'm picturing my room as a small box within a bigger box of my house, within a block of flats, within an estate, within crowded Singapore. Shut up, you noisy kids at the basketball court! And you the germ with the high-pitched voice next door!

It's even more heartsick that I realize I've lost all respect for a person whom I'm supposed to have the utmost respect for just by birthright. Really, really...

Fuck it all. I just wanna up and go.