I know it’s weird, but I think it’s special.. when my older brothers and guy cousins ask me about what I think about their outfit, or about what they should wear, or about something they’re gonna go out and buy. I like that they trust me with this kind of thing, even if it’s a little thing, I like that they care what I think and want my opinion.
I feel special when I see one of my older guy cousin’s at a random party and he makes sure to get me super drunk.. and then texts me the next morning to make sure that I’m okay.
I think it’s something special when my brother’s will be on their way out the door, but stop and ask me if I’m hungry or have pocket money to use if I need something.
I like having that special kind of relationship with my brothers.. where I can call them up and ask them anything from a ride home to what they think about me opening a bottle of our parents wine, “Do you think I’d get in trouble?”… Kuya Brian: “Don’t do it.” Kuya Chris: “Yeah, go ahead!”
It’s always special when my Kuya Chris and I will get in a fight and not talk to each other for a couple of days and then out of blue he’ll tell me that he’s sorry. And it’s always special when my Kuya Brian tells me that he love’s me.
These guys in my life are special. And even though I don’t have enough girls around.. and even though the Ate’s I do have don’t always choose to be around.. I’m glad I have a special relationship with these guys.
Anyway, right now my brother’s testing out outfits on me…. and it’s always special when I say I don’t like something or tell him to try something else (even if the outfit he is wearing is perfectly fine) just to mess around with him. HAHA.
