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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:09 pm
Ah, thats gotta suck. -hug- <3
You're brother's thirty and lives with you? D: I would be like, GTFO man.
I guess you have to kind of dominate over the older sibling. My brother is eighteen and just finished year twelve. He plays warcraft too. The only way I can make him listen is complain. Attack him with arguments like I'm in a debate. Usually he listens and goes "okay, okay, chill."
Yeah, thing is, the computer with internet is in my room. So he's in here half his life. And he can't find a job cos there's not many places at this time. But he's trying.
Dealing with someone's death can be hard. Especially when you loved that person a whole lot. Sometimes you think you will never get over the grieving, I should know. Back in June my one year old cousin died. He was great. He was smart, cute, loved to have fun, always brought fun, had a great smile. We didn't even know he was sick. One morning he didn't wake up. I saw him the night before. He was so happy.
I don't ever think I could 'get over' it. But sometimes I wish I could see him for one more day. I wonder when I grow to sixty, I'll still see his smile so clearly. But you know, I learnt to be happy about all the great times during the short life he had.
And sickness sucks. I hate it.
I seem to always come back from overseas with some kind of sickness. Every. single. time. in the five times I've been to Vietnam, I come back sick. Like wtf? Even if I'm extra careful of the things I eat, drink, come into contact with basically. I'm paranoid of going there now.
Ah, I'm sorry for all the textyness. D:
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:27 pm
winterberries Ah, thats gotta suck. -hug- <3
You're brother's thirty and lives with you? D: I would be like, GTFO man.
I guess you have to kind of dominate over the older sibling. My brother is eighteen and just finished year twelve. He plays warcraft too. The only way I can make him listen is complain. Attack him with arguments like I'm in a debate. Usually he listens and goes "okay, okay, chill."
Yeah, thing is, the computer with internet is in my room. So he's in here half his life. And he can't find a job cos there's not many places at this time. But he's trying.
Dealing with someone's death can be hard. Especially when you loved that person a whole lot. Sometimes you think you will never get over the grieving, I should know. Back in June my one year old cousin died. He was great. He was smart, cute, loved to have fun, always brought fun, had a great smile. We didn't even know he was sick. One morning he didn't wake up. I saw him the night before. He was so happy.
I don't ever think I could 'get over' it. But sometimes I wish I could see him for one more day. I wonder when I grow to sixty, I'll still see his smile so clearly. But you know, I learnt to be happy about all the great times during the short life he had.
And sickness sucks. I hate it.
I seem to always come back from overseas with some kind of sickness. Every. single. time. in the five times I've been to Vietnam, I come back sick. Like wtf? Even if I'm extra careful of the things I eat, drink, come into contact with basically. I'm paranoid of going there now.
Ah, I'm sorry for all the textyness. D:
I do feel a little better... I went up and I talked to my dad and he says as soon as he gets his Social Security check he's kicking my brother out.
I guess alot of the reason why I'm depressed is because I'm not remembering the happy times I had with my grandma; I'm only lamenting on her death. And I know I should focus on the happy times, but it's hard when you're living in her house.
I did clean today, though. That also helped. I need to get out of here.. @_@;
Thank you, everyone, for helping me out. I needed advice. <3
Oh, and I also remembered that Newgrounds flashes help me out. More in particular... SnowDragon's flashes XD
http://snowdragon.newgrounds.com/
Her stuff is hilarious as hell! I suggest you watch it.
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