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Marsha M. Japhar
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Scorpion gal'
a uni undergraduate.
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Sunday, July 02, 2006
Such a crazy, crazy life...
I can't help but think that a brother, esp. my own brother, can bring such disturbance, misery, pain (in the neck), craziness, yet even joy of being able to have a brother to bully, to shop with (it would have been better if I had a sis), to share his things (sometimes I get to even use it before him -- esp his comics) and just have a brother that I know cares for me and are able to protect me. Yet I realised what a pain in the neck I had been to him most of the times, even tho he's all I got in this world that is closest to me in the family..
Now that he is studying overseas.. it is true that I have all the freedom to myself.. It is true that nobody comes to my room every minute just to disturb me.. I mean, I did go shopping with my friends more often than with him (like what, a pathetic 2 times?).. But to not having a brother.. means that I would not have been the way I am.. And life would certainly been more straight if not more boring..
So much had happened since the last time I made my entry to this blog... 2 nights in a row he was disturbing me at such late night timings.. the first one was just after my last post, him coming past midnight to barge me up on how to cook a teriyaki chicken rice (I mean, how the hell would I know? There's no instruction on the box!).. Then afterwards he would disturbs he when I am using msn and typed in all nonsense to my friends.. (We fight with the keyboard later on) Then during the day, when he's not with his friends, he's there to shop with me (we went round Singapore to use up our parent's money.. hehehz..) or just be there in my room when I'm using the com.. then he would help me when we are 'debating' with our parents (I would lost, still, but..) Maybe these things seems normal when you have an older brother.. But such crazy things wouldn't have happened to me if I were to have a sister, or even nobody at all..
In short, I feel blessed to have a brother.. Despite all his gay actions and his bullying acts.. he is still my brother.. Annoying or not, he is still my brother.. Even though he is damn skinny, he is my brother.. Oh and did I mention about his face? Yeah, he is that brother of mine.. Whatever he is, I'm still glad that he gets to be corrupted about how life goes the way it was before I did.. (so that he can share his so-called 'wisdom' with me.. even tho it may not be much) haha..
Before I gtg for church.. let me just hame my last tribute to him.. (geez I made it sounds like he's a goner didn't I? whoops)
Here's a pic:
So to my dear brother, Alvin, I hope you get to read this post and finally realise that your sis actually remembers you and puts you into her blog and tell whoever's reading her blog about you.. (wow.. I'm even more amazed that she did actually...)
I can't help but think that a brother, esp. my own brother, can bring such disturbance, misery, pain (in the neck), craziness, yet even joy of being able to have a brother to bully, to shop with (it would have been better if I had a sis), to share his things (sometimes I get to even use it before him -- esp his comics) and just have a brother that I know cares for me and are able to protect me. Yet I realised what a pain in the neck I had been to him most of the times, even tho he's all I got in this world that is closest to me in the family..
Now that he is studying overseas.. it is true that I have all the freedom to myself.. It is true that nobody comes to my room every minute just to disturb me.. I mean, I did go shopping with my friends more often than with him (like what, a pathetic 2 times?).. But to not having a brother.. means that I would not have been the way I am.. And life would certainly been more straight if not more boring..
So much had happened since the last time I made my entry to this blog... 2 nights in a row he was disturbing me at such late night timings.. the first one was just after my last post, him coming past midnight to barge me up on how to cook a teriyaki chicken rice (I mean, how the hell would I know? There's no instruction on the box!).. Then afterwards he would disturbs he when I am using msn and typed in all nonsense to my friends.. (We fight with the keyboard later on) Then during the day, when he's not with his friends, he's there to shop with me (we went round Singapore to use up our parent's money.. hehehz..) or just be there in my room when I'm using the com.. then he would help me when we are 'debating' with our parents (I would lost, still, but..) Maybe these things seems normal when you have an older brother.. But such crazy things wouldn't have happened to me if I were to have a sister, or even nobody at all..
In short, I feel blessed to have a brother.. Despite all his gay actions and his bullying acts.. he is still my brother.. Annoying or not, he is still my brother.. Even though he is damn skinny, he is my brother.. Oh and did I mention about his face? Yeah, he is that brother of mine.. Whatever he is, I'm still glad that he gets to be corrupted about how life goes the way it was before I did.. (so that he can share his so-called 'wisdom' with me.. even tho it may not be much) haha..
Before I gtg for church.. let me just hame my last tribute to him.. (geez I made it sounds like he's a goner didn't I? whoops)
Here's a pic:
So to my dear brother, Alvin, I hope you get to read this post and finally realise that your sis actually remembers you and puts you into her blog and tell whoever's reading her blog about you.. (wow.. I'm even more amazed that she did actually...)
12:50 PM
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