blood thicker than water. (:
hello. today I wanna talk about how much I love my bro! I really really really really love him! he's the best brother in the whole wide world, I love him to death. even though I quarrel with him sometimes, even though I've punched his stomach so hard before it was aching for an entire week.okay, I'ma come clean. I was crying last night in front of the laptop, don't need to explain why, it's all in the last post. ha. anyway it seemed to him like I was crying for no reason, but when I told him not to talk to me he really didn't, he didn't even come into our room. but I could see he was so worried. so touched lahh (:
then later when I'd cooled down I told him all about why I was crying and he's only in p6, what does he know about that? I expected that he'd just go, 'are you crazy, don't be so melodramatic!' but he didn't! he sat right there staring at me his big big eyes so freaking round and filled with surprise, he was hanging on my every word!
up till now, I didn't know he was capable of such compassion. usually when I have a bad day at school and I wanna tell him about it he shrugs me off at first and then after some coaxing (I know it sounds like bribing, but hell no, no bribing I swear) he listens, though he doesn't give me his full attention. at least I know he's listening, that counts. cos sometimes you just need someone to listen.
which is exactly what I needed last night. someone to shut up and listen to me. and of course, he didn't know what advice to give me, I mean come on, I wasn't expecting him to give me advice anyway. but he did the sweetest thing!
you know when something funny happens to me during the day, I'll tell him all about it. but I didn't expect him to remember all the stuff I told him about my life, but he did. and last night he sat in front of me and gave me this smile, that was so reassuring and so consoling that I was kinda taken aback.
he told me to just remember all the good times I've had so far and forget about whatever I was sad about for a while, cos it wouldn't do to have me moping around the house. and of course I couldn't think of anything, so he did it for me! and it actually made me laugh, oh god it felt so good just to laugh, I was so touched by him and then I felt like everything was gonna be okay, because he made me see that life's still enjoyable if you just look in the right parts... (: (: (:
I gave him a great big hug right there, the first that I've given him in a long long time and I told him I loved him. he said "I love you too" and it's like he put ice on the wound, I felt so pacified.
I don't think I deserve him. or rather, I haven't done enough to deserve him! which is gonna CHANGE, soon. (:
my brother's the only person in the world that I can tell EVERYthing to, and still know that at the end of the day he'll still love me to bits and I'd love him to bits too. no matter what I did, no matter what happened, I know he'll always be there for me. (:
♥
oh ya, in other news, I'm sick. got a high fever and a bad cough and a really bad headache, which is MURDER. honestly, every time I cough or even sneeze it feels like my entire brain is vibrating like a vibrator inside my skull. hah. -.- like a telekinetic spike pierced through the back of my brain. D:
and I wasted time todayyyy. cos of this freaking headache. quynh anh told me to go home and rest, get some sleep, and I was contemplating whether to try and mug or to just dump myself on my bed and snore away (nah, I don't snore, that's just a figure of speech, honestly). I got out my seahist notes and sat at the dining table and started trying to make sense of things but it felt like someone was electrifying my brain, fucking painful. ): so I slept. for FOUR HOURS STRAIGHT.
FOUR BLOODY HOURS. DOING WHAT. SLEEPING. FRICK?! what a convenient time to get a bloody fever shit sial. ): ): I don't wanna be screwed for promosssssss.
as boys like girls puts it, MEDICINE, MAKE IT RIGHT.
get well soon, me. IF NOT. ... you die. you really really die. ):
and I wasted time todayyyy. cos of this freaking headache. quynh anh told me to go home and rest, get some sleep, and I was contemplating whether to try and mug or to just dump myself on my bed and snore away (nah, I don't snore, that's just a figure of speech, honestly). I got out my seahist notes and sat at the dining table and started trying to make sense of things but it felt like someone was electrifying my brain, fucking painful. ): so I slept. for FOUR HOURS STRAIGHT.
FOUR BLOODY HOURS. DOING WHAT. SLEEPING. FRICK?! what a convenient time to get a bloody fever shit sial. ): ): I don't wanna be screwed for promosssssss.
as boys like girls puts it, MEDICINE, MAKE IT RIGHT.
get well soon, me. IF NOT. ... you die. you really really die. ):
posted by aney @ 6:04 PM
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