Hi.

It's 9:39 A.M. on a Friday morning. No, there's no holidays.

Brother spent an hour talking to me non-stop right after he got back from college yesterday. He demanded my reasons of frequently staying away from school. And, I got so emotional I broke down in front of him. Sigh. See, talk about anything but school. So, I told him that I'm not happy at school and blah blah blah and I reasoned with him that staying at home is one way of making myself happy. Mum asked me "are you bored at home? There's no one to talk to at home when your brother's away at college and I'm at work". Truth is, I've never been more happy to be at home. And also, I didn't fork out a huge amount of money to shop and eat New Zealand's Natural. Just, staying at home, nothing big. He's a health freak, me, my mum and Gin know. So, he talked about food pyramid to me and said that I should consume rice again. The lesson certainly had me trying to hide away my wanting to yawn, but, still it's the concern that counts.

Haha! What a brother.


And, I hate being the object of comparison. I hate having to be pretentious. I hate pretending. I want to stop pretending. but, could I really? No, I'm not referring to my brother.