Oh yes, I’ll be ranting for the very first time. Please, just don’t mind my grammar, coherence, or whatsoever. And just bear with me.
I hate my brother. That’s a fact. I loath him as much as I loath the everyday traffic in the metro.
- He’s such a bummer, a fucking mofo who always puts our name in vain and in disgrace. Ok, I’ll let you pass with this one. I’ll keep my mouth shut with your disgusting, deep darkest secrets because I respect our parents.
- He treats his friends with extreme kindness. He never treated me fairly.
- I believe, he thinks that he’s big, worthy of praise, or someone who has accomplished something. Absolutely NOT. You never finished anything that you've started. (or you’re just fond of starting always all over again?)
- Acting like Mr. Know-it-all. No doubt that he knows almost every little thing in this world. You’ve been mastering first year college since ’06, right? Gah! Try mo grumaduate. And stop wasting our parents’ money.
- Lastly, what I hate most is that you make me feel like I’m the bad guy between the two of us especially when we are already in front of our parents. Yung, when we fight over something and mom or pops noticed it, paawa effect ka na sa kanila. Damn! Tsss
There are a lot more to say but I feel that this is enough. At least, I’ve already expressed this bursting anger against my brotha. Honestly, there are times that I wish I never had him as my sibling. He doesn’t even deserve to be called ‘kuya’ because he’s not showing to me what a big brother is like. Geez. What can I do? This is the hardest challenge that God gave me besides my studies, (love), and other stuffs. I'm really having a hard time to get along with my one and only sibling. I really, really hope that he’ll change. Let’s act our age, NOT our shoe size. Grow up!
Sorry for the foul words, but I mean it. Yeah, it's full of 'nevers'. haha. lol. Hope that my parents won't see this. They should not. I'll change my settings.
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