How many kilobytes can your heart hold?

Me and my younger brother are both volunteer teachers to kids and yesterday, I noticed that my brother looked sad after our classes. I kept on asking him why, but he refused to talked to me. I know that it’s not because of me. We were doing okay in the morning and I couldn’t remember doing anything that made him upset.

I went home before him. Before he got home, I checked Facebook and I noticed that he was thanking a fellow volunteer who’s the same age at me. He wrote, “thanks for listening to me, ate”.

Umm… I think I got jealous. I’m his sister but he didn’t talk to me about his problem :(

My brother is friends with the daughter of a well-known celebrity couple. We saw the father of the girl on television yesterday and my brother suddenly told me, “Ate, alam mo crush ko talaga si [girl’s name].”

Although the girl is not in show business, most people know about her because of her famous parents. I told my brother, “Asa ka pa. Ang ganda ganda ng babaeng yan, tsaka balita ko nililigawan yan ni ____, yung anak nina ____ at ____. Wala kang laban dun.”

Napaka-encouraging ko na ate. :)

I often fight with my brother. He’s 14, I’m 21. He likes noise, I like quietness. He’s talkative, I’m not. We have a lot of differences, but despite our frequent fights, I still love him. He’s sick right now and I’m really worried about him. He has fever since last night and he vomited several times. I hope it’s not dengue. My parents brought him to the doctor today. I hope he’ll be fine, or else I would lose my beloved punching bag :(

When my younger brother was a cute (but vulnerable) three-year old baby (I was ten years old at that time), I would scare him by saying, “Ang totoo, panaginip lang ‘to. Tulog ka talaga, tapos nag-aalala na sila Mama kasi ang tagal mo na hindi gumigising.” (The truth is, this is all a dream. You’re actually asleep, and Mama is already worried because you’ve been sleeping for a very long time already.)

He would cry and ask me to bring him back to ‘real life’. He would close his eyes for a few seconds, open it, and I would pretend to be tearful because he finally woke up. After a few days, I would do it again and tell him that I just tricked him. He’s still sleeping and everything is just a dream.

Currently, he’s 14 and I’m 21. He’d never fall for those tricks anymore. He’s also not cute anymore (lol). I wish he would go back to being a cute and cuddly baby worthy of all my gigil. Right now, all he’s worthy of are my kicks and punches. Haha… just kidding.

I love babies.