"The highlight of my childhood was making my brother laugh so hard that food came out his nose." -Garrison Keillor
With my brother leaving for university tomorrow it's a bitter sweet feeling. Ever since we were little we never got along. I remember when I was little I waited for my dad to come home from work and I told him "DAD, GUESS WHAT?! ME AND MY BROTHER DIDN'T FIGHT TODAY!" with a proud smile. That's how much we fought and we still fight 24/7. Ask anyone that knows me and my brother and they will tell you about our fighting relationship. I guess we show our love towards each other by either swearing, insulting, hitting or tattle-tailing.
Even though I hated my brother, it was always a treat to make my brother laugh until his face turned red. He is usually the type that is either happy or pissed off. He only has 2 emotions. The thing I did that made him piss in his pants was when I would sit beside my grandpa and copy whatever he was doing. It was REALLLLY FUNNY!
My brother was in charge of basically everything when it came to chores. He did the dishes, vacuuming, cleaning the room, etc. I was the one that said "I'LL DO IT...in an hour!" but ended with him doing it. I think I'll miss him the most when I have to do all the chores and when I have no one to make fun of.
I always thought my brother was a really bad one. He never had my back when I wanted to go out. He was the type to phone my parents and tell them I'm going somewhere. He rarely went out so my parents weren't used to a teenager going out a lot. They always say "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GOING OUT SO MUCH?!" when it's just once a week. Because of him, I will end up going to the University of Toronto. My parents keep constantly telling me "you're not having a dorm life because it costs to much. Stay home." He is out to ruin my life.
I hope he studies hard in Waterloo and makes our family proud. If he doesn't, my parents are sending him to military in Korea. (Y)
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