I've decided to keep a sort of diary of my time stuck out here in this wretched place. Atchmon thinks it's 'pointless'  as his experience boils down to eating, sleeping, and I shunt mention the third thing, as it's too vulgar for me to write. Nevertheless, I feel this will be a productive use of my time. If anything, it'll help me de-stress at night whenever I'm feeling anxious, or worried. It'll be just like my schoolfilly days!