my throat hurts, still. urgh, i was mad at my brother. when im not in the mood, i want to be alone. so yes, he deserved it since he was being very demanding. asking me to do this and that, when actually he didnt even put in any effort. i went.. "go and find it urself arh. when it comes to studies, u're so damn lazy. soccer soccer, that's all u know. what's wrong with u? do u want to disappoint everyone again? do u even want to do well for ur major exams?" and i walked off.
im not trying to be naggy or wateva, but i know i had to say something. i was extremely pissed off. my parents blame me for not guiding him. for goodness sake, he is turning sixteen this year. isnt that old enough? he should know what he can or cannot do. cause i hate to see him hanging around with his yucky friends. the fact that he is laid back makes me worried. i dont want him to regret later on. there's no point crying over spilt milk.
im clueless.