Wheelchair

Dear Pupu

For several reasons, I was feeling depressed while I was on my way home from work today. Then a man who was bound to a wheelchair asked me to push him home because he needed to go to the toilet urgently. And of course, I pushed him to this flat.

Do I have the right to feel depressed? The man I helped is wheelchair-bound, and he has no one around to accompany him.

I should be happy.

Oh by the way, attachment is fun.

Prawning

Dear Pupu

It was my first time prawning and I realized that it was quite fun. The thrill of hooking up a prawn and pulling it out the water gives me a sense of achievement and satisfaction. However I still dun dare to pull the hook out of the poor thing's mouth, let alone breaking off its pincer.

I'm going for attachment starting next week and I can foresee a tiring semester ahead. Because of the long distance of my workplace, I would need to wake up at 5.30am everyday. Furthermore, I need to go back to campus and do my ureca after I knock off from work. If only I wouldn't need to sleep at night, I could have this kind of life for a semester.

I need to find a lawyer for divorce.