Brother

(If I could exercise daily like I blogged.  If I had quiet time daily like I blogged.  Well, I can, sometime, start... When I first made a Xanga in seventh grade I didn't post as often as I do now, yeah, well, anyway, that's for another time.)

You know what really makes me happy about this break?  I got to hang out with my one and only brother, and I loved it. None of that you're-so-cool-and-awesome-you're-like-my-brother stuff...  I got to know how cool my real brother is.  I'm so thankful for all the time we spent in the last three weeks.

I learned that Top Gear is actually a pretty cool show, even though the amount of money they waste still appalls me.  I've grown familiar to Alex's dry humor and actually find him really funny.  I don't think of him as just a lame middle-schooler anymore (sounds bad, but being honest).  I've also learned that when he monotonously says, "It's good," about a movie (i. e. The Godfather), he means the movie is mind-blowingly amazing.  He is cool enough to go Christmas shopping with me, spaghetti-ingredients shopping with me, critique Bible studies, talk about jazz music, teach me about cars, and eat cup ramen with me at eleven at night.  All the while being a thoroughly entertaining conversationalist.  I love his bluntness and brevity among all other things that I am not.  We are so different in looks and personality, but I really like these differences in Alex, at least for now.  Above all I'm proud of him for slowly growing into this... awesome young adult.  I think back to us exactly a year ago, and my, how we have changed.

In a way, I've made a new friend this break... and I can't feel any more comforted.  I'll miss hanging out with him!