Oh my god. It's new year once again. The glaring decorations. The same old crappy celebration nonsense on the tele. The same old headache.

Ah yes. Relatives pop by to bombard a whole list of questions. And we'll have to smile politely and provide the answers required of us. Man, let this be over.

God. And I gotta be confined in Tekong once this is over.

Ack.