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This is what I'll be waking up to each morning for the next
semester. That's right, I put THE CIRCLE
OF LIFE on my phone as my alarm for the morning.
I made a post a while back about how I was going to be
getting a vehicle and new phone. Well, I
didn't get the phone for Christmas.
Actually, it took about 4 months to actually get the phone because my
father was dragging his feet even though he promised the phone as a Christmas
present. Which, beggars can't be
choosers, nor should I look a gift horse in the mouth. But still, he promised. -_- And the car is basically mine, an old-ish van
that we call Charlotte. BY FAR not the
coolest ride, but still, it goes from place to place. These first two paragraphs had nothing to do
with the post, I just felt like sharing.
The reason I am posting tonight is because my older brother
stopped by the house for dinner tonight, and he legitimately spent an hour or
so saying that he couldn't decide whether or not to try for a big Atlanta
internship or to take a sure spot in a local internship. Can't he make up his mind?
Anyway, ever since he left home, my relationship with my
brother has been... minimal, I guess? We
hardly talk anymore unless we want something from the other (which is more him,
most of the time) or we are simultaneously picking on our younger brother. I was the sensitive child; I didn't like to
watch American football or basketball, I did gymnastics, and I was picked
on. Basically the word that sums up my
young life in regard to my brother is TORTURE though more of a Chinese water
torture kind of thing than tie up and whip.
Just everyday he would hit me or mess with me or something which was
apparently his way of showing affection.
I didn't like it because it didn't feel all that good to be hit or
messed with all the time. Several times,
he would make me lose my temper and it sucked.
At one point, we were at the beach, and I told him that I wished him
dead. That is one of those moments that
I now regret. However, I am getting past
it by slowly siphoning myself off from my family. When college comes in a month, I'm going to
cut the cord as much as possible.
How much would you expect to be like your siblings? How similar does your upbringing make you to
them? For me, there is a major
difference between myself and my older brother though both of my brothers are
also somewhat more quiet than the average person, with my older brother being
the loudest and me being the quietest. I
don't know whether to like, dislike, or feel apathetic toward my brothers. They are both conservatives, whereas I am a
liberal (really, I don't like the political system at all and would rather see
something other than partisan politics, but I identify more with the left than
the right). They both are religious,
whereas I am not. They both hate gay
people, whereas I love them. They both
support the NRA and war, whereas I think diplomacy is cheaper and kinder
(though I really can't say that I value life).
I actually became somewhat psychotic for a day after reading Fight
Club. Darn just broke two rules. Oh well
Anyway, I just want distance now. I need to get away.
Having transport is a big part of gaining your freedom, a nice gift horse. Are you going to be living at home still this year?
ReplyDeleteI'm quite similar to my siblings. Well apart from the fact that they are straight women and I'm a gay man. Politically, religiously, socially we are similar, contrasted with our parents who were conservative Christians. A common story in our baby boomer generation.
Yeah, it's great having a vehicle. I drove some real duds until I could save enough for something I wanted instead of "inherited". But as you say, gift horses...
ReplyDeleteI presume you are moving away to college, at least some distance. I think that is an important step in life, one I wish I had made 3 years earlier than I did.
As to my two brothers (6 and 7 years younger than me): they drove me crazy when they were little. Now, I'm the black sheep in the family - unmarried (obviously), no kids (nor any illegitimate ones like both of them have), one is a degreed engineer, while I worked in engineering for 22 years without a degree in it, the other never went to college at all. They have two completely different lifestyles, and of course are completely different from me. Being so far apart in age, I am sure that accounts for many of our differences. But we're all basically happy, reasonably well adjusted guys, and our sister has done all right, too!
Peace <3
Jay
Iv`e had a car nearly two years and it gave me so much inexpedience there was a snag being MUM took allot of talking ,arguing , but I got there .mind you hurt a little when some dickhead decided to break into it .
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