Sunday, 2 March 2008

Why I want to get away from home so much

Since primary 6, I had always been looking forward to school. Why, not due to the LEARNING and MAKING FRIENDS sort of stuff, but in fact, I really want to break out from the confinement of my house.

Simply, it might not neccessarily be school, it could be anywhere, I just like going out. I am not sure why myself either, but it could be because of my primary 3 brother.

Born with Autism, when he was younger, he did not really know much, sort of anti-social he was as I recall. But as he grew up, he began to get onto my nerves at times.

He has quite a split personality. When he decides to be a goodie goodie, he is. On the other hand, he can be crazy and naughty to the extremes at times.

Let me discuss the most minor of his problems that irks me badly. Occasionally, he spits out words that sound 1)Unpleasant 2)Stupid. Words babies say like "poot". Go to babelfish and translate it over to english if your non-existent mind cannot comprehend that. His tone of voice when speaking try to mimic those younger of his age. I guess he thinks that it is funny. I do not find anything wrong with that when speaking casually, but when I want, or others want to discuss serious business with him, like homework, tests and spellings, he just do not know when to stop. And speaking with all these elements makes him sound immature by 5 years, when he is not, actually. I get disgraced at times by him too.

Now, I happen to hear him speak one of his stupid phrases from my room: "YAR!!!!!Whet kind of hyperions izzat? BAZOOKA!!! PAUM paum paum. EEEEEEEAWWWWW BOOM!!!!!!(speaks like a "cool dude") Ok he just stopped.

The more serious case is his attitude problem. Recently, he had picked up a new habit.

Brother: MAMA!!!! I want ask you something!"
Mum: Yes?
Brother: OK nevermind!

Firstly, this is putting people on the climax onto what he wants, or what happened to him, and secondly, its wasting time.

What intruiged me to write this post is just what happened an hour ago. It really caused me to have a need for some media to let my bottled-up feelings all out. When I asked him to do his homework, he said in a really rude tone, "Im DOING it LAH!" And I saw him drawing some stuff on his paper which does not look like home work. I am still okay with this disrespect but later, he entered my room, asked me if I wanted his piece of paper. I declined, and he said that I wanted it, and threw it on my bedroom floor. The content of the conversation of the entire process was even more angering that I had forgotten it. So, I blew my top. Yay.

Besides this incident, there are tons of others that were similar speaking in terms of the extent of despicability. Another such, was when he was playing the piano really loudly, not playing actually, but banging. Everyone asked him to stop but he was persistent. When someone shouted, he stopped, and said What in an innocent tone and asked if there was a problem in practicing his piano.

Back to the point, another of those many reasons why I do not long going home at times in the presence of my whole family is due to my primary 2 brother. He is the second youngest. I know I am being evil, but I have to tell the truth, he is a bit of a sissy. An example that depicts this is that once, when he was asked to do his homework first before playing the com, he cried.

Though it is less obvious of my impatience outside, with so many things going on at home, in addition to these two points I have mentioned, my patience is really low. I do not like to get angry, but I cannot help myself at times...if I would be less angry and impatient when away from home, that would be my choice.

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