ode to my brother
the subject title of this entry is really quite deceiving. so let me readjust it: rant about my brother.
dear brother:
i was once your age, with a significant other. let me warn you from experience that your hours and hours of talking every day are futile, for they will not save the relationship that you already complain about.
in fact, there are other ways to spend your time. you could be speaking to your sisters (instead of snapping at them like you're some kind of rabid dog) or even **trying** to be nice to your mother. contrary to your current belief, those **are** the people who will be there when you look at colleges, and leave for school. no sarah, nor any other faceless child, will be wishing a heartfelt and lonely good-bye to you on that day.
but then you don't care much about that at all, do you? no i didn't think so. it's very easy to convince yourself that you're "escaping" your obnoxious sisters and mother, but don't you forget that you yourself call sarah a nag. flee us all you want, but very soon, you will have no sisters (once again) and your problems with mom (which are primarily because of sarah) will flare once again, except this time, i won't be around to mediate you two.
unlike you, i'll enjoy the time i have with my family while you sulk in the shadows, glued to the telephone like you're some kind of addict. have fun getting over that sick relationship...
dear brother:
i was once your age, with a significant other. let me warn you from experience that your hours and hours of talking every day are futile, for they will not save the relationship that you already complain about.
in fact, there are other ways to spend your time. you could be speaking to your sisters (instead of snapping at them like you're some kind of rabid dog) or even **trying** to be nice to your mother. contrary to your current belief, those **are** the people who will be there when you look at colleges, and leave for school. no sarah, nor any other faceless child, will be wishing a heartfelt and lonely good-bye to you on that day.
but then you don't care much about that at all, do you? no i didn't think so. it's very easy to convince yourself that you're "escaping" your obnoxious sisters and mother, but don't you forget that you yourself call sarah a nag. flee us all you want, but very soon, you will have no sisters (once again) and your problems with mom (which are primarily because of sarah) will flare once again, except this time, i won't be around to mediate you two.
unlike you, i'll enjoy the time i have with my family while you sulk in the shadows, glued to the telephone like you're some kind of addict. have fun getting over that sick relationship...