"I ALWAYS SAY... JC STUDENTS CANNOT SLEEP BEFORE 12..."

I have an uncle who teaches C and F math tuition. He's my father's older brother, and he has been doing this since the beginning of time. He'd always look at us over the rims of his 70s style sunglasses, and say, hawk-like:

"I always say.. JC students cannot sleep before 12."

Elysa's interpretation: "JC students cannot sleep before 12 because they have to study"

Hansel's (the eternal slacker's) interpretation: "JC students cannot sleep before 12 because they have to play before the A level exams (read: The end of the world)"

So... he's taking his prelims now, but by the looks of it, it seems like he's sitting for basketball or Warcraft A levels.

While I spent my 2 years in JC studying like I've never studied before, he's playing like he's never played before.

Maybe it's the realisation that these are the last partying days of his miserable life before he fails his exams and has to end up a road sweeper who spends his remaining days wondering if life would have been better if he had gone to Poly instead.

I hate having a slacker for a brother. It takes all the fun out of having a sibling who has a major exam to sit for.

You can't go to him and say: "Have fun studying!" while plonking yourself on his bed and watching funky shows like The Apprentice, or watch Harold and Kumar Go To Whitecastle on his PC because he's not even studying to begin with. You'd be lucky if he's even at home. Most of the time, he's playing basketball, or hanging out at his friend's place "studying".

Sigh.

I hate having a slacker brother.