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I just want to let you know how irresponsible my brother is. I sounded so mean right there but sometimes, I just don’t get why he’s so irresponsible. And it doesn’t seem to bother him.
I think my parents feel the same way too. ‘Cos I remember, back in second year high school, my parents went to the States for 2 months. And instead of leaving the money for the expenses and other stuff with my brother, they left it with me. I was so scared then. They told me to bring X0,000 everyday kasi I’ll never know daw if there will be an emergency. I had this list of what to buy, when to give the maids the palengke money, when to have the gas refilled, and of course, the allowances of my older brother and younger sister. It was so cool. I felt like an adult.
I don’t want to give my brother a bad rep because he’s a nice brother. I’ll just give an example of how he’s so irresponsible. J Here…
Sometimes, he turns the aircon on in his room. He leaves his door open (and sometimes, even the windows). Then, he goes down to get food. If he feels like it, he’ll watch TV downstairs and forget about what he left upstairs. It has happened so many times. I pass by his room, then the door is open. The aircon is on. The windows are open. The bathroom door is open. And the big window inside the bathroom is open too.
I’m such a mother sometimes. Maybe it’s a guy thing. But I don’t want to leave you guys with the thought that my brother’s irresponsible. Well, he is but he’s a really good brother.
I remember during my debut, when he said that at 13, I started experimenting with make-up. Then I shouted a big, loud “no.” Then he says he remembers clearly. And that it was the time na “tumanda na ako.” Aaaawww. I wanna cry. It’s really mababaw but it just touches me that he remembers those stuff pa.
When we were younger pa, grade school I think. He would buy us pizza (with his own allowance) because we always complained that assumption had sucky food.
And one last thing. This morning, I had to go to school for plus points in chemistry. I kind of forgot that since it was a Sunday, the driver wasn’t available. So I went to my brother who was asleep, poked his leg, and told him in a paawa voice (haha, how pathetic) “Kuya, pahatid sa Ateneo.” Then, he stood up and got the car keys.
I love kuya!