bleahhh;
the last hurrah
& Tuesday, May 31
brothers.
they drive you up the wall, they crack you up.
my brother is witty. yes believe it.
sure he gets into trouble so many times because he doesnt think before words shoot out from his mouth . but there's a talent, obviously.
no wonder my mum is often charmed, no wonder jane is often amused.
much as i wish your voice would break soon, i know i will miss the times when papa mistakes you for me or me for you when he calls because we sound alike. oh by the way, i reallyreally miss the times when i could beat you in arm wrestling and chinese chess. but things have changed and now i dont compete cos i dont like to lose.
of course, how could i forgot.
the many times relatives made us stand back to back to see who was taller. i think i spent most part of my childhood years taking pleasure in remaining just 1cm taller than you. but things have changed and now i look like a hobbit beside you.
the many times we fight for the remote control. i could never(and still dont infact) understand why you like watching soccer/pool/golf(?!?!)/car racing/mr bean cartoons.
the many times i feel like punching you and knowing the feeling is mutual.
heh i beat you in the puzzle game yesterday. and we'll play bingo soon. i promise(:
goodbye
8:55 AM