when we were smaller, we used to have wrestling matches on the living room couch or on the queensized bed that we used to share. they were super brutal, haha. my bro couldn't really do much beside bite and kick as hard as he could and pull my hair. I don't remember what I did to him. they were super fun la. even though neither of thus ever actually intentionally wanted it to happen. it was always because we started bickering first and then beating each other up next. if you can call "beating up", haha.
there was one time we were "wrestling" and I didn't take off my specs. I never did, anyway. and this particular fight was quite ruthless haha because I really pissed off my brother, don't know what I did, and he ended up giving me this gash across my forehead that almost went into my eye. I thought it was cool, because it didn't hurt. my mum freaked out completely, of course, and even though my bro got scolded for it, he got excused because he was still small. but I think that was the last wrestling match we ever had. :P
I remember when we went to japan when I was six and he was one, when he was still chubby and fatty and just this squeezable piece of chunky cuteness. everything that my mum bought for him was oversized, because she wanted him to grow into them. so he always looked like this walking bundle of cloth save for his cute little face not covered by anything.
we went to the tokyo disneyland which was very jappo (duh) and we took this peter pan ride. just a dumb carriage thing where two people sat and they'd bring you through this whole place decorated with the peterpan theme. it was meant to be scary in that I'm-capt-hook-and-I'm-gonna-KILL-YOU way, and I found it quite fun (I mean I was six, not three T_T) but my bro literally peed in his pants and he came out crying and he had this really stricken look on his face like he'd just seen a ghost hahaha it was so hilarious.
and I remember when he used to be scared of the dark. he's not scared anymore thanks to ME (:D) and no, I'm not kidding this time, it's really because of me! and I'm quite proud of it hahaha. anyway, we used to share a bed in our room. and when it got dark he always couldn't sleep. one night he told me it was because he kept staring at the door. the light was reflecting on it in such a way that it looked like there was this whitish thing standing in front of the door and he'd imagine a ghost standing by the bed at night and going into him and everything. and I just wanted to sleep, so even though I did kinda get spooked at the same time, I let him sleep on my side of the bed, under the covers just so he'd shut up and go to sleep already.
he always cried when someone left him in the dark (literally) and that was what I always loved to do. :P in the end I got quite sick of it so I made him stand in front of the computer room (which is the scariest room in our house at night, for a 4-year-old boy) and called him a sissy, unless he could go in there, stand there for a few minutes and come back out in one piece. after that he went into dark places just to prove to people that he could, that he wasn't scared. hahaha.
but he's still a sissy. one night we were at my grandma's house with all my cousins, just like every other saturday night, and one of my older cousins was trying to show us a happytreefriends video. he said it was damn hilarious. of course we thought it was super gross at first but then the more brutal it got the funnier it was so we all started warming up to it.
except for my bro! he went "STOP IT! STOP ITTTTTTTT" and he looked so horrified and he had nightmares for two straight nites after that. from watching happytreefriends. happy. tree. friends. ?!?!?!
lol. dad and I went shopping for his present yesterday, after my french class, and we got him a die-cast of a lamborghini murcielago rooster. how cool is that. it SOUNDS cool doesn't it! actually it's not really that super cool, it's just a die-cast after all, it's not like one of those common boy toys (HAH!) that have flashing lights and loud noises and what not. it can't really do anything except look sexy when you push the doors open. but my bro likes it anyway, he's a sucker for cars...
-_________-" he's twelve, mind you. when he was four it was dinosaurs, then when he was seven, animals, when he was nine, it was soccer and man utd, and now it's lamborghinis and jessica alba :D nah I'm kidding about the jessica alba part. he still doesn't care about hotness as much as prettyness at this age. lol.
so now on a more serious note: my brother's actually quite selfless. I never realized this about him until a few months ago, but it seems that he's becoming more and more big-hearted as he grows up. which, I'm proud to say, is very very heartening indeed. (: I love him even more because of that. and I wish I could be as selfless as he is currently. it just comes naturally to him, but it's not in my nature to be that way, it requires effort on my part.
oh well. that's just the way he is I guess. I love him so so much (:(:(: and I wouldn't trade my brother for any other brother in the whole wide world :D
I love you bro! (:
and I still owe you a rubik's cube. heh.
so now on a more serious note: my brother's actually quite selfless. I never realized this about him until a few months ago, but it seems that he's becoming more and more big-hearted as he grows up. which, I'm proud to say, is very very heartening indeed. (: I love him even more because of that. and I wish I could be as selfless as he is currently. it just comes naturally to him, but it's not in my nature to be that way, it requires effort on my part.
oh well. that's just the way he is I guess. I love him so so much (:(:(: and I wouldn't trade my brother for any other brother in the whole wide world :D
I love you bro! (:
and I still owe you a rubik's cube. heh.
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