Today, January 4th of 2015, nothing is going on.
After dropping off my brother at the airport at 3 in the morning, we came back home to sleep. I cried ‘till 4 am, because I missed him already. Insomnia hit me hard, and I wasn’t able to fall asleep until 6 in the morning. I woke up at noon. I feel nothing.
Perhaps, today is the day I’ll figure out how I’ll raise enough money to go to Paris with my sister, for a month. Summer is 6 months away, but I’m broke, so. Maybe I’ll set up my schedule, so I can continue going to French class.
I don’t know, today just seems uneventful.
..Should I make it eventful?
This didn’t post earlier for some reason. This is supposed to be yesterday’s post.
Today, January 3rd of 2015, I had a nice day.
My brother and I woke up at noon. My mother made us Mickey Mouse shaped waffles for a late breakfast. My sister and I played Wii for a couple of hours, and after a while, my brother joined us. I may, or may have not, chocked on air out of laughter, and extreme amusement.
For dinner, my grandmother, aunt, and cousins, decided to grace us with their presence. Right after they left, we watched a movie. “Jack Ryan” to be exact. God bless Chris Pine.
Anyways, it was my brother’s last day here. He only came home for the holidays. He lives in Phoenix, where he works in something he loves, and is now building a life of his own.
As hard as it is, I have now grown accustomed to seeing him only a couple of times a year. And even if I wish he’d be around more often, he is old enough to live by himself. Sometimes you need to let things take their natural course, in order to obtain a bigger benefit. His happiness is my benefit.
I love him very much, and I hope nothing, but the best for him. He deserves it.