Juicy
I'm getting really sad about my brother moving so far away. When I was there with him on Sunday I just kept watching him and thinking about how I'd never live this close to him again... because even if they come back to California when he graduates, they won't be in SoCal, they'll live up north. I keep reminiscing about the good times I've had with him.. (and the bad) and I seriously am going to miss him. He's been the standard that I've held so many people up to for so long, and I never knew it. I didn't realize till Sunday that part of why I try to be so accepting and caring is because of him... because he is such a great example to me. I wish I could bottle him up and sell him, because if there were more people like him in the world, everyone would be better off. He's so smart... funny... loving... if he wasn't such a Goober he'd be perfect. (Okay, not really... he still eats really loudly and laughs way too much at corny ass jokes, but you know what I mean.)