Beatened up after a much eye-straining in the office and distant travelling to an interview, I stepped into the house wearily. Grandpa came over to stay for a couple of days. We conversed as I lazily sat down to pull the socks off. Not before long, we reached the money issue. Grandpa had no money pull through for the coming days, and thinking that dad was broke, he asked me for some cash. Back in my room, bro starts talking about money. He need to borrow. The bills are still lying underneath the files - a deliberate attempt to hide them. Even when mum didn't call, I'm reminded daily of the debt.
Now that my hopes to study in SIM almost seem impossible, I began to consider alternatives. Retaking 'A' levels might seem a wise choice since I am already not going to school this coming year. I'll see how it goes this coming Friday at the meet-the-people session with the MP.
I used to envy people who brag about the wonderful things in life. Now I get jealous. Haha damned.
The first 5 minutes back at home, supposedly a cosy place to de-stress, was enough to dampen my mood for the rest of the night.
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