[jay]walker*

i overheard my brother's conversation with his friend over the phone.
not that i did it intentionally.
he was talking so loudly that i couldn help but listen.

him: that pulmonary artery is how one ah.
pause.
him: but the teacher say pulmonary is exception ma. not like the other arteries.
pause.
him: is from the heart to the lungs ah.
pause.
him: u dun bluff me la. ltr tmr i wrong then die la.
pause.
him: but i remembered is exception!
pause.
him: same as others meh.

note: pause becoz his fren talking over the phone la. all of u must've figured that out right. duh.

at that pt of time i really wanted to shout to him
that
pulmonary artery is indeed from the heart to the lungs
and
it's an exception frm the other arteries because it carries deoxygenated blood!!!

but i remembered that i wasnt going to talk to him if there's no need to.
and i definitely dun wan to help him with his sch work.
it'd be best he gets such an easy concept wrong.

tell him dun do bio la.
so many things to memorise
he doesn even read the tb at home,
let alone memorise!!
argh

i hope he did horribly for his bio paper td.

he's having his eoy this 2 weeks i tink.

hope he flunks them.
so that he wun be so smirk

freaks out big time
and slog like mad for his os next yr.

ah!

he really doesn study one lor.
i cnt stand his laziness.
he's only contributing to the stress on the natural resources.

he goes to sch.
comes home.
eats.
and then sleeps.
when he wakes up from his nap,
he doesn get off bed.
he lazes on his bed.
for a long, long time.
until it's time for tv.
he eats again.
and then some fren calls him
and he talks on the phone.
talks like he's shouting into the phone
and paces every corner u can find in the house
when he finally says byebye to the person on the other end of the line,
he goes to the kitchen table and starts drawing nonsensical stuffs like
car models and some sort of weird characters.
then he listens to perfect 10 and sings along to the songs.
even when the singer's female,
he will raise his pitch to fit into the song.
DAMN.
damn f awful ok.
the problem is he doesn know he has a lousy singing voice.
way lousy.
then he brushes his teeth
hums along as he walks to his room
takes off his glasses and places them on the bedside table
falls flat on the bed
and
continues his sleeping marathon again.

i seriously cnt stand the way he's wasting his life away.
if he has sooo much extra time,
why not he give some of the time to me?!


and the most major problem is: he doesn flunk his exams.
not even once.
maybe only chi.
he has always been bad at it.
only chi.
DAMN.
i seriously think his sch's standard is like, way below national level
maybe even below o level standard
this must be it lor.
otherwise he wldn pass his exams.

and now he's slamming smth like coins on the floor.
i can hear it frm my room.
damn.
wtf is he doing lor.
everything he does irritates me like i've nv gotten irritated in my entire life before.
hate him.
hate him.

how i wish i can move out of this darn house
so that i wun have to share the same roof with him.
i've reflected this to my mother.
hope she'll really consider my idea to buy another unit for me to stay in.
help.

dun start preaching to me that blood is always thicker than water.
i have absolutely no blood ties with that person.

i definitely dun cherish the fact that he's my younger brother

i only have one younger bro, not two.
ok ok?!!

really, in the future,
if anyone asks me how many siblings i have, i will say i have only one, who's now still in pri sch.

yea, im doing smth called flaming, or flamming, (wadever) on this blog.

im destroying one's reputation
and that person has the right to sue me for slander.
so be it.
im doing it heartily still.

i have no such lousy bro
and he must be thinking the same thing,
that he has no such lousy sister.

we're less than acquaintances.
like i freaking care.

f