Cage today!!

I don't seem to enjoy cage days as much as I used to now. It seems... dreary to me.. to pinch of the bus fees ($3 to-and-fro) takes a huge pinch out of my savings.. With the potential increase in bus fares, it's gonna be even more costly. Sometimes I wonder if Dad is right. Will Singapore go downhill from now on? Anyhow, I'm paying bills left and right... How can I survive man... That's why sometimes I don't know if I should cancel all the non-necessities like SCV and such.

Celeste's blog suddenly doesn't seem that cheery anymore.. An unhappy post. Hey guys... Dun quarrel in Swiss la k? It's just the beginning of the relationship. It needs time to find its feet and there're bound to be teething problems.

Spoke to RA today at post-cage small-talk regarding NTU, SMU. He flared up and asked me to stop asking about it any longer... He seems to have given up hope on both applications. But considering his predicament, I feel that he should focus more on confirming his place in SMU than on other stuff. I guess he's resigned to his fate la.. I'm really not mocking him. I really want him to be in the same batch as me. I sorta understand his feelings of despair, but he really has gotta get rid of his laissez-faire attitude.

My paternal uncle was warded in TTSH a couple of days ago. He has diabetes, and the doctors found that he had intestinal inflammation. He's out now, and he's gotta take medicine. When I heard that he had black (bloody) stools, I really feared the worst. Here was another uncle that really treated me damn well. His girth was representative of his mirth, and he'd always find time to ask me out for supper, much to the disdain of my parents. LOL. I'd always be like his second son to him. The numerous JB trips, the endless discussions about his son and that of my life, he was a genuinely concerned parent and uncle indeed. He found it difficult to express his feelings, like I do, but deep within, he's really a very nice guy.

Dad, on the other hand, fell down the ladder whilst working. Some 7-8 rungs of it. He was too tired I guess. He's now walking/limping with the aid of a walker after seeing a Chinese practitioner and having his foot swathed in bandages. It's really hard on him to do blue-collar jobs, and he told me something touching a couple of weeks ago when I told him not to work that hard. Which went something like this--"Since I did not get to study much and make it big in life, all I can hope to be is seeing my dreams fulfilled in you." He's a great Dad, working so hard and not shirking the responsibility of caring for the family. I've seen worse, much worse. Glad that HER parents are back on talking terms tho'.