Bust up...

On Sunday, a sad sad thing happened in my nice peaceful house. Perhaps he was getting too frustrated, bored, tired, or maybe he was just plain angry. It all started with a small fight...

He came in and asked me what sort of women's clothing brands are there? I told him and showed him how to go to Yahoo! and find a list of them. But of course, very few brands are exclusively women or men isn't it? So I voiced my thoughts. Then he asked, so are these brands on these list all a mixture of mens and womens line? And I, answered, well, most brands do both sexes, yadda yadda yadda. Then he said, I just want a Yes or No answer, why cant you ever answer like that? I said well, you've known me for so long, you should know that unless I'm in a not too good mood or untalkative mood, I never answer like that...

And hence the bust up, me defending my ways and he his... (He likes short curt answers when asking things).

He banged the door on his way out of my room, and knock some of my stuff off my shelf. I shouted his name... I arranged the stuff back and proceeded to go out and tell him not to bang my door ever again...

The result? He stood up, his towering frame, apparently in a VERY foul mood and threw his laptop on the ground and I just flipped and started crying... He then proceeded to overturn the coffee table too... I ran back into my room and closed the door... uncontrolled... I just let go...

It really feels very bad... perhaps because I've never had a fight of this proportion with my brother... then my mum called and we talked later that night and then I just realised that I just haven't got a clue whether I should just let him be or try to get to know his life more... maybe I should ask more about his Uni life but invariably I would just get the short answer of uhmmmm...

He's not a man of many words, and has never been for a few years now with me. I worry so much about him...

Which brings me to a point I just realised a few months ago after taking care of my brother alone for a while... that mum really must have a hard time looking after all of us for so long... she must really love us a lot to have done all she had done... I haven't told her this yet... maybe I should tell her soon... that I really really love u and that I appreciate all that you have done for me, mum...