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silversolitaireI just had the terrible vision of a life that's not at ALL what I envisioned... *shudder*
My bro studies computer sciences, maaaaaaaany miles away from where I live. Which is good. He might be nice to hang out with while I'm here during term break, but on the whole living with him is impossible. There's no way in hell I could abide that.
He... he behaves horrible! He never cleans up his stuff! Okay, I'm a very messy person myself, but he's a pasha! Yes, that's what he is. He still lets my mom prepare dinner for him and he's 25!! He doesn't take out the dishes when he's done. He NEVER helps. He watches TV all fucking day, I swear. I usually sit in the living room when I'm at home, because my room really is only a bedroom. There's not much there and I'm not very thrilled at the thought of sitting on my bed all day, staring at the wall in absolute silence. I think that's understandable. But he has the TV running constantly. It's driving me crazy. I can't write or do anything, because stupid cartoons and crap keep distracting me. He doesn't even CHOOSE! He just lets it run! All sorts of crap! Cooking shows, docus on crap he doesn't give a shit about. It's annoying. He manages to zone out on it. I can't.
Unfortunately, he has the same life rhythm as me, too. Stays up later and sleeps all day. Gah!
Then, he's not very clean, I'm sorry to say. He runs around in messy clothes, he wears sneakers all day, then takes them off in the middle of the living room and when I kindly ask him to wash his feet, he plain refuses.
And then... the most horrible thing about him, he is really into porn. Disgusting porn. Most perverted porn. I've seen it once on the computer we share. He must spend hours each day finding it on the net and wanking. I'm not kidding... *shudder* And he's so... disgusting! Last week I walked barefoot in the computer room right after he used it and stepped into a slimey puddle... There are stains on the floor and on the chair, the keyboard. Everywhere! He's a disgusting, perverted pig!!! And he thinks I'm stupid and don't know what he's doing! I wish my dad would say something just once...
I know I shouldn't say these things in public, but hey... I have to say it. Otherwise you won't understand why I'm so afraid right now. Because my mom just said that when he has to do the practical training, he should go to the city I study since it's a large city and he'll find better positions there. That means he'll move into my flat!!! My beautiful flat!!! I can't stand the thought of it! I want to move out at once. I've worked so hard to get the rooms look nice and make everything comfy and nice and then he comes along and desecrates it all. I want to scream at the thought of it!
I can only pray and hope and beg that this won't happen... what change would that mean?? I won't be able to write at all anymore, since he'll follow me with his constantly running TV set. He'll stain and soil my floors and will deny it. He'll drive me crazy!
I just hope this doesn't happen....
My bro studies computer sciences, maaaaaaaany miles away from where I live. Which is good. He might be nice to hang out with while I'm here during term break, but on the whole living with him is impossible. There's no way in hell I could abide that.
He... he behaves horrible! He never cleans up his stuff! Okay, I'm a very messy person myself, but he's a pasha! Yes, that's what he is. He still lets my mom prepare dinner for him and he's 25!! He doesn't take out the dishes when he's done. He NEVER helps. He watches TV all fucking day, I swear. I usually sit in the living room when I'm at home, because my room really is only a bedroom. There's not much there and I'm not very thrilled at the thought of sitting on my bed all day, staring at the wall in absolute silence. I think that's understandable. But he has the TV running constantly. It's driving me crazy. I can't write or do anything, because stupid cartoons and crap keep distracting me. He doesn't even CHOOSE! He just lets it run! All sorts of crap! Cooking shows, docus on crap he doesn't give a shit about. It's annoying. He manages to zone out on it. I can't.
Unfortunately, he has the same life rhythm as me, too. Stays up later and sleeps all day. Gah!
Then, he's not very clean, I'm sorry to say. He runs around in messy clothes, he wears sneakers all day, then takes them off in the middle of the living room and when I kindly ask him to wash his feet, he plain refuses.
And then... the most horrible thing about him, he is really into porn. Disgusting porn. Most perverted porn. I've seen it once on the computer we share. He must spend hours each day finding it on the net and wanking. I'm not kidding... *shudder* And he's so... disgusting! Last week I walked barefoot in the computer room right after he used it and stepped into a slimey puddle... There are stains on the floor and on the chair, the keyboard. Everywhere! He's a disgusting, perverted pig!!! And he thinks I'm stupid and don't know what he's doing! I wish my dad would say something just once...
I know I shouldn't say these things in public, but hey... I have to say it. Otherwise you won't understand why I'm so afraid right now. Because my mom just said that when he has to do the practical training, he should go to the city I study since it's a large city and he'll find better positions there. That means he'll move into my flat!!! My beautiful flat!!! I can't stand the thought of it! I want to move out at once. I've worked so hard to get the rooms look nice and make everything comfy and nice and then he comes along and desecrates it all. I want to scream at the thought of it!
I can only pray and hope and beg that this won't happen... what change would that mean?? I won't be able to write at all anymore, since he'll follow me with his constantly running TV set. He'll stain and soil my floors and will deny it. He'll drive me crazy!
I just hope this doesn't happen....
