Well, life seems to suck without the person I've known since birth. I have no way of actually speaking with him in person.
Oh, great. My cat is licking my ear. Eww. I guess I'd better go, before the cat decides to lick my skin off with his sandpaper tongue.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010. 9:24 PM.
Over a week has passed since I last wrote something for this little "documentary". My brother leaves for college on Thursday. My mom and dad are driving him up, and I decided to join them. As much as I would hate it to see him go, it's my last chance to actually say goodbye to him this year. Of course there will be visits from him on long holidays but, none-the-less I will most definitely miss him. Today we had the greatest of moments. Silly as we are, we constantly have a need to laugh. As we sat on the couch early this morning, watching TV, my brother began spouting all sorts of nonsense. I joined in because it was really funny, and it was one of those rare magical moments we have as siblings. We wrestled on the couch a bit, I fell off, he laughed and helped me back up. It's these things that I will miss the most.
My parents pointed out that the house was much quieter when he was gone. While they enjoyed it somewhat, I was completely unnerved by it. Sometimes I can't stand the silence. To me, my brother brings an element of happiness and silliness into the house that makes it more tolerable for me. Now that he's going to college, I've realized that my fears of having depression have come true. I don't want him to worry about me, so I'm not going to tell him. This will be a secret between me and the reader of this sad way of complaining about my problems to the world.
He's gone for a little while. His best friend is leaving for college tomorrow. The sad thing about it is that's what will be happening to my friends and I. I don't want to think of graduation as a great separation between me and my closest friends. As everyone goes off to college, they all part ways, and the friendship they had hardly ever existed. It's a very depressing thought, I know, but there it is. I told myself that I would spend this last year having fun but also working hard. My choice profession involves a lot of skill with the hand and the pencil. The only way to achieve my dreams is to work hard, but not to forget to have fun. There's the contradiction. I'm already stressed just thinking of how hard this year will be, but what doesn't destroy you, makes you stronger right? That's one of the things I believe in as a person. Religion doesn't matter right now. God cannot get me to where I want to be in the future, that I have to do myself. God can only help with the grieving process, and he helps the world understand why it's there. He helps us understand
Oh, great. My cat is licking my ear. Eww. I guess I'd better go, before the cat decides to lick my skin off with his sandpaper tongue.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010. 9:24 PM.
Over a week has passed since I last wrote something for this little "documentary". My brother leaves for college on Thursday. My mom and dad are driving him up, and I decided to join them. As much as I would hate it to see him go, it's my last chance to actually say goodbye to him this year. Of course there will be visits from him on long holidays but, none-the-less I will most definitely miss him. Today we had the greatest of moments. Silly as we are, we constantly have a need to laugh. As we sat on the couch early this morning, watching TV, my brother began spouting all sorts of nonsense. I joined in because it was really funny, and it was one of those rare magical moments we have as siblings. We wrestled on the couch a bit, I fell off, he laughed and helped me back up. It's these things that I will miss the most.
My parents pointed out that the house was much quieter when he was gone. While they enjoyed it somewhat, I was completely unnerved by it. Sometimes I can't stand the silence. To me, my brother brings an element of happiness and silliness into the house that makes it more tolerable for me. Now that he's going to college, I've realized that my fears of having depression have come true. I don't want him to worry about me, so I'm not going to tell him. This will be a secret between me and the reader of this sad way of complaining about my problems to the world.
He's gone for a little while. His best friend is leaving for college tomorrow. The sad thing about it is that's what will be happening to my friends and I. I don't want to think of graduation as a great separation between me and my closest friends. As everyone goes off to college, they all part ways, and the friendship they had hardly ever existed. It's a very depressing thought, I know, but there it is. I told myself that I would spend this last year having fun but also working hard. My choice profession involves a lot of skill with the hand and the pencil. The only way to achieve my dreams is to work hard, but not to forget to have fun. There's the contradiction. I'm already stressed just thinking of how hard this year will be, but what doesn't destroy you, makes you stronger right? That's one of the things I believe in as a person. Religion doesn't matter right now. God cannot get me to where I want to be in the future, that I have to do myself. God can only help with the grieving process, and he helps the world understand why it's there. He helps us understand
