Tempers were flared, voices were raised and I went to bed feeling really unsettled that night. I don't like to go to sleep with a heavy heart. But I guess the next day we all realised that this wasn't helpful to any of us and things were back to normal after a family dinner.

I've put things in perspective, not to focus on my circumstances, because that should never be my primary concern.

So that's settled then. I'm going to focus on my brother's prelims (which are in a week's time!!) for now, because I am horrified that the only time he actually touches his books is during tuition 3 times a week. That is not even an exaggeration!! I've never understood his lacksaidal attitude towards his studies, and how he chooses to spend all his time on the guitar and computer.