I really need to cool down. My heart is racing right now, and I really want to just throw something at a window or punch through a wall. Or put my brother's head through the sliding glass door, like I just threatened him I would.
My brother is my stalker. He can never leave me alone for more than a few seconds, and when he does he needs to know exactly what happened in those few seconds he was gone. It is so absolutely frustrating that I threatened him right in front of my parents. I have such a valid point that they agreed with me.
I'll give you some examples of why I have such an amazing right to be so angry with him.
This weekend, we went way out of town to a resort about 3 hours north of us. We have been going there since before I can remember. I met a guy up there about a month ago, when we stayed at the hotel he works at. He's a lifeguard in the waterpark. I stayed in touch with him for a month, and then when we went back up that way for vacation, he drove 40 minutes to hang out with me two days in a row. The second day, we started cuddling on the couch. Guess who was right there almost the entire time? My little brother. He's only 13 months younger than me, by the way, so it's not like he's some little boy staring wide-eyed and giggling at his older sister with a guy. No, he's almost 16, and he acts like he's 8 years old when it comes to that stuff. When I walked with the guy out to his car, we were out there for a while, talking and holding hands. He didn't want to leave, and I didn't want him to either, because we knew we weren't going to see each other for a long time.
We were standing and talking when suddenly he yelled out "I see you!"
I looked up, and guess who I saw running in a crouch across the parking lot?
He was gone after a while, and we knew that because we walked around the parking lot looking to make sure he was gone. We said good bye after a while, and I was really sad to see him go. I really didn't want him to.
I got back up to our room and immediately called my best friend. She had been the one to give me flirting advice in the beginning, so of course I had to tell her all about it. I went out on the balcony to have some privacy, but of course in my family, I can't have any. My brother came out, plopped down, and waited to hear about all of it. I told him to go back in, but he insisted he had a right to listen. I finally got him to go inside for a while. Not even halfway through my conversation I heard the door slide open a little, and I turned to see my brother smiling at me from behind the glass and laughing as he tried to listen. I screamed at him, and it took a few more times for me to get him to stop, but it took getting my parents involved to do so.
Then a few days later, when I was talking to my sister outside at home, the same exact thing happened. When I was done with my conversation, I stormed up the stairs and went inside, and I threatened to smash his head through our sliding glass door right in front of my dad. Best part is, he yelled at my brother too! I was so glad he was on my side. Obviously, my mom wasn't, because she never is.
I wrote most of that yesterday, but I was interrupted and never got to finish. I just needed to rant and get that off my chest. My brother is still irritating me today, but for a completely new reason. I'm too lazy to go on a rant about that though.
My mom would kill me if she found this.
Hope that was entertaining! Thanks for reading :)
I'm calm now.
