Dear Diary,
another week had passed, just like that. I realise that time really flies when you do not really take notice of it. When I was young, I find that one year passed very slowly while a day goes by very fast. However now, my perspective takes a 360 degrees u-turn. Everyday is a painful walk through, but whoa la! A semester is coming to an end already. Sigh... think I am becoming older, though not old enough in my reckoning. I want to earn money! Academia is certainly not my cup of tea. Studies is just what I do to ensure that my starting pay is more than the others... Shucks... What kind of a person is this society moulding me into?