MY LIFELINE

i'm sixteen, and none of my friends believe me as an elder sister who has a younger brother. i mean why notttttt?!! they said i’m too childish to be one because at the age of 17 I STILL ORDER HAPPY MEAL EVERY TIME I WENT TO MC DONALD. HAHAHAHA don't blame me. yeah so, i really have a younger brother, Melvin. i used to hate him when we’re kids. we used to fight over small things, and he'll be the one who ended up crying because he's such a crybaby then. I even kicked his dick until he couldn't walk, and of course, he cried HAHAHAHAHA. jeez it sounds cruel.

every year we do an annual visit to an island called Ayer island where i once threw a handful of seaweed to his face when we were kids. until a year ago when we’ve both grown up, i started to thank God for giving me a crazy but helpful little brother. the perks of having a little brother is that you can ask them easily to get you something or buy you something. i have someone to bring me a glass of water whenever i'm too lazy to get up. yes, that’s what brothers are for:)

Mom and Dad, they were both two old school parents. but now they have been more open minded than before. about 4 years ago, they will ask me details if i went hanging out. but now, they don’t mind if i go somewhere with my friends. they dont mind if i came home at 1 am or if i have a sleepover at my friend's. my father always teach me to not procrastinate things, and my mother, to be kind and helpful to people. this is not some bullshit im serious HEHE