Brother

So. The brother has gone to the states. All alone throughout the entire journey. But I guess he's doing just fine. I'm not worried, for I trust in him. I'm just a weeny bit concerned about what the world has to offer. But I know he'll do just fine.

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One random mindless comment I made, before he left. I 'whined' that it's great being the youngest because the youngest gets to go overseas. I didn't mean to say that, believe it or not, I don't think so anymore.

I used to be unhappy being the eldest because I wanted to study abroad but we just couldn't afford it, and I gave up trying to look for scholarships and loans. Now I still think studying abroad would be a better offer, but I am cool about my qualification and college life now. I guess I have aged, and accepted the fact that my life is awesome enough. Plus I wouldn't want to even imagine people's mouth and silly ideas of how a college graduate can work in a preschool, which is supposed to be a lowly and sadly paid job.

But I'm happy about it. It might be the best job in the world. All the best brother, I'm glad you get to go abroad because it's an awesome experience.