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30 March 2009

Sometimes, I bet he wishes he wasn’t related to me

For the last two weeks, my brother has been on spring break. Having him home all day, every day, has made me realize how much I missed him since he started school in September.

Of course he’s going to be mortified that I am telling the internet that I missed him, kind of like how he’ll be mortified (most likely for me) when I tell you that I frequently trick and/or attempt to bet/bribe him for hugs. By the way? I suck at tricking, betting, AND bribing, so I just settle for telling all the old ladies at church that he ABSOLUTELY! LOVES! HUGS! And you should see the murderous looks he sends my way when that happens.

According to him, staying at home was “boring” and he was “really looking forward to school tomorrow”. I can see why he would think this, because you what sucks? Having a forced two week vacation from school where you use your sister for target practice and play video games all day. And by the way? I’ve been helping him mod his nerf guns so the ‘bullets’ hurt more when they hit me. AM I THE BEST SISTER ON THE PLANET OR WHAT.

(That, or I am addicted to pain, which would make my ownership of a weblog oddly ironic, because what else do I do on the internets besides whine about how much I hate my life?)

During the first couple days of spring break, my brother bought something off of eBay. It came from Hong Kong, so we expected it to take about two weeks to arrive—and every day, without fail, he could check the mail every morning to see if it came.

First week, nothing. Second week, nothing.

But on his first day back to school, it came. And you should have been there in person to experience the cackling that ensued when I started thinking up ways to break the news to him.

“Denz… The post office called. The have a package with your name on it that was damaged in transit. The called up to come pick it up and then told us to contact the sender.”

Can you hear it? Can you? No? Fine: MWHAHAHAHAHAHA.

And this is how he responded:

“WHAT! NO! ARE YOU SERIOUSSSS!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING WEEKS AND WEEKS FOR THAT PACKAGE!”

Hook, line, sinker. It was great fun.

(And in case you’re wondering, he did eventually get his package!)

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