April 16, 2008
my boyfriend is getting a root canal
…While I sit in Starbucks, listening to Stephane Pompougnac, giving myself a break before I bury myself in books.
It’s been a tumultuous past week. Fling happened at Penn, which means eventful. My brother came to visit (checking out Penn – the clever boy is considering Stanford and Penn’s Huntsman program for college) and on that note…
I LOVE MY LITTLE BROTHER. I absolutely, completely, unabashedly adore my brother. Ever since he was born, I have loved him pretty much unconditionally – is it normal for a sibling to feel this way, lol? I was never the jealous sibling, and since we’ve grown up we never squabble (except about very trivial things – he puts me in my place most of the time, unfortunately). I feel proud that he is at this very important crossroads of his life – he’s about to enter the Singapore army in September (a 2-year mandatory requirement for all Singaporean males) and by accepting either college, he will be set for the next 6 years. He’s my baby. I feel very protective of him, even though he’s probably the more mature of the two of us.
We’re pretty close – we talk about most things, I tell him about my problems, he tells me about his. It give me a rush to know that my brother would come to me for advice (being the proud big sister that I am). He’s really my role model instead of the other way round, because he is perfect in almost every way – personable, athletic, musical, smart, diverse interests. And I’m not just saying this as the adoring big sister – he has a lot going for him.
Okay, so maybe I am jealous in some way – I sometimes wonder why the deep set eyes and long eyelashes went to him, and not me 😛
Ah, sigh. I miss him already.
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