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An exlplanation on why I stay in my room.
By: Darksea14 Date: August 8, 2017, 6:18 pm
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(This isn't something I need help with. Just a problem.)
(I realized that I need a nickname for my little brother,
because he's who I'm always referring to in these rants. I'll
think about it. Help me think of ideas :P)
Me: *stays in room on phone or kindle*
Me: you know what, it's a nice day. I'm going to go outside and
interract with my family.
Me: *goes outside*
Brother: *squirts me with water in a spray bottle*
Me: can ya stop? *walks to get away*
Brother: *follows me and continues to squirt*
Me: *takes water bottle away*
Brother: *sits with mouth open like he wants me to squirt it
into his mouth*
Me: *changes bottle setting and squirts it into his mouth,
sometimes missing by a little*
Later
Brother: *spits on patio*
Me: that's gross. *empties water bottle on spit to wash it away*
Later
Me: *drops water bottle off of deck as a joke*
Brother: *goes to get it and spits on the gate to the stairs*
Me: that's disgusting! Go get some water and wash it off.
Later
Me: *is inside, resting on the floor and cuddling a doggo*
Brother: *squirts me*
(Here I'm legit angry because I was clearly NOT playing. I was
flipping NAPPING.)
Me: What the- *jumps up and grabs the bottle from him, then
squirts him and goes to my room*
Later
Mom: DARKSEA!
me: oh boy.
Like, if he was five, or if this was the only incident, I could
live with it, but he's 10. And ever time I interract with him, I
feel like jumping into a pool of barracudas. This happened
earlier.
Brother: *plucks random strings on the guitar in a cacophony of
noises*
Me: please stop, brother.
Brother: You never tell mom to stop when she plays!!!
Me: *mutters* that's because she sounds good.
Brother: that's because it's me?!?!
Me: yes. That's TOTALLY what I said.
Brother: *continues to "play" guitar*
(Just wanna say that my dog irl rn just tried to eat my Bible.
Like, no, save it for the homework plz. Ik you want the word of
God in you but you dont get that by eating it xD)
Me: Would ya stop? Why are you such a jerk sometimes?
Brother: why are YOU a jerk?
Me: oh yes, I'm sorry. Asking you politely to stop and then
getting angry because you act like this is so jerkish of me.
And plenty of other things. Every. Single. Day.
Just one more thing I gotta rant about-
We were in a music shop with guitars everywhere. Of course, my
brother had to
Brother: *pulls nails down strings, creating a horrible
screetch*
Me: stopstopstop
Mom: I'm right here, Darksea.
Soooooo yeaaaaah. I always have to put my brother in line
because my mom doesnt. And then she has to tell me not to.
:/
So, this is why I stay in my room. Much easier to just... not
want to jump off of the highest bride I can find in frustration.
#Post#: 2897--------------------------------------------------
Re: An exlplanation on why I stay in my room.
By: Rivulet Date: August 16, 2017, 9:34 am
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(The nickname doesn't have to be anything fancy, just something
you associate your brother with. My nickname for my crush on
here is Milk.)
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