be nicer to my little brother

God. That boy is a master when it comes to winding me up. He simply doesn’t know when to stop – it’s unbelievable that someone coukld be capable of such innate cruelty. I soemtimes marvel at the thought of being related to the boy. My poor parents – imagine having to cope with his insolance on a daily basis. Well, atleast he’s being packed of to boarding school next year, that’ll be a great relief to my parents.

me and my brother is always fighting and saying mean things to each other. we punch, kick, push, and more. only once in a while we’re haveing fun. One of these days someone is going to get hurt.

I think I’ve actually done too well on this – he’s now insisting on coming to university with me next year and has even taken to calling me ‘mum’ in public… better start bullying him again.

He just throws it back in your face. Totally not worth it lol

I’ve stopped hitting him, but I’ve haven’t stopped screaming at him and making fun of him. :-/