Soft like the yolk of a Japanese egg

I've become soft. I'm actually tired from sitting here and listening to lectures all day. Like that how to start work next year? Sure die one. Sigh.

I'm tossed about like a sampan without an anchor.

My similes are nonsensical. But it doesn't matter.

Tonight I will meet a few old friends to buy a pendant for the-girl-who-is-going-to-work-in-Shanghai.