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Monday, June 04, 2007


I love my brother a lot you know.

I thought I was more generous than getting upset over people's sexual orientation.
But it takes one to be in that particular situation to see clearly where she stands and now I'm sure that I cannot accept it.
The more we love the more we expect and I can't help feeling horrified at what he'd confess to us when he grows up.

Let me explain.

My aunty brought my mum and I to this Wella studio to perm our hair for free because Wella wanted to test their new products.
But sadly my hair was too short to be permed, so the hairdresser offered to highlight red and brown.
The other colours wouldn't do as I dyed my hair black previously.
While doing my hair the hairdresser from Wella thought I had a doll-like face and asked me if I'd like her to cut my hair.
Of course I want la.

I almost jerked my hair out of her snippers when she cut my fringe.
Its so scary to let people cut long lengths of hair!

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So how?
Do you like it?
This is something new eh.

What has that got to do with my bro?

When both of us, my mum and I were at the studio, my brother was entrusted into the care of Auntie A.
When I returned home my brother quietly whispered to me in a grave manner what naughty things he had done with another boy who was at that point of time under the care of Auntie A as well.
I tell you, what they did was so bad, it feels worse than having your dog eat one of your puppies.

I feel like crap apparently that's one sided as my brother confessed that it was fun.
Part of me is GRATEFUL that he told me what happened.
The manner in which he talked to me hinted that he was guilty; he knew it was wrong.
[they even washed their hands after that! stop laughing this is serious.]
We could teach him right after that.
Imagine if he were to keep it a secret so that he could keep doing it without us knowing.

The other part of me is FUCKING SAD.
I think you'd understand.
Penis + Vagina = Gross
Penis + Penis= Super Gross
I obviously can't say that to him as he thought the 'game' they played was fun.
I'll slap you if you tell me I should accept it if I love him so much.
If your father divorced your mum because he turned gay, tell me you can accept it.

And this is much worse as my brother is like my son; I watched him grow since he was still a sperm in the womb.
It is a personal failure on my part if he turns out abnormal.
Think about everything he'd face as an adult in society.

I choose horny straight over decent gay anytime I swear.

Gosh please let this be our overreacting, I mean, they're kids after all.
My sister read somewhere that children are especially curious about body parts at this age.

Please tell me your siblings did that too when they were young, and they turned out alright.

I feel so much better now.

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