Saturday, November 10, 2018
Hello guys! I’m back again with another post. Usually, I uploaded my academic papers or Bible devotionals here straight away, but yesterday I created a poll on my Instagram. I asked my friends which topic should I write about. I typed out the options so they can pick what to read. The first option was about the “live” soap opera which my next-door guy neighbor had recently with his girlfriend (which I accidentally overheard from my room HAHA). The second option was about 10 absurd things I like and 10 absurd things I hate the most. The third was about midnight thoughts that popped in my head before I entered the dream space, zoning out to sleep. Finally, the last (an unexpected idea that suddenly popped out under my fingertips), was about this—weird stuffs which my siblings do. It turned out that people mostly voted for the last number. So—hurrah! Time for some good and tasty sibling revenge! I know they are sometimes super lazy to read stuffs (outside school textbooks or Instagram captions). Also, hopefully, they will not stumble upon this post in case they were stalking their own sister. Amen.
To begin with, I will give some short descriptions of my siblings. So, I’m the eldest kid in the family—and happens to be a nerd sister who took English Lit since two years ago. Technically, I’m the oldest and rarely bothers to roast my younger sis and brother. Since they often made me as victim of their bullying, it’s my turn to do them some revenge (in a “loving” way, right?). The second kid in the family is my musically genius freak sister, Pauline. We’re only one year apart and sleep in the same bed. Except, hers is on the top level and mine is below (which I have to pull the bed each time I want to sleep and push it back to its own place every morning). The last kid is Abe—for ‘Abraham’. He’s a nice guy who plays drums and also (was) a Hotwheels maniac. He keeps his room neat and often cleans the soles of his shoes. But he can also be mean sometimes. Both of them make a great team together, and especially when it comes to roasting their own ‘Kade’ (a mix of honorific-name they gave to me: Kak and Debra). Now it’s my turn. Banzai!
WEIRD STUFFS MY SIBLINGS DO
1. Bedcover issues: half unfolded
Pauline often fell asleep on the bed in the middle of her me-time or doing some school assignments (which I believe will happen again right now since she’s currently going through Youtube). When she fell asleep, I would spread open the covers on top of her (so she won’t be cold). One time when she accidentally fell asleep, she woke up when I was making her bed covers. She was mad at me—and I couldn’t understand why.
“Hrmmphh.. don’t unfold the bedcover entirely! (I) don’t like it!!” she grumbled, half asleep.
“What? I’m just trying to be helpful!”
“Don’t do it like that! Don’t entirely unfold it. Make it a half! I’m too lazy to clean it up in the morning!”
So, that was how our conversation ended. Every time she fell asleep, I remembered Her Highness’ ultimate request and dilligently performed my voluntary task.
2. Derp photo hunter
My brother was a collector of Hotwheels. He owns almost a hundred of them and displays it on the wall above his bed. He’s also a collector of ugly photos. What I meant by ugly is REALLY derp-ish, horrific, embarassing photos—of me! Abe would take random chances of taking pictures of my face: when I was opening the car’s door, when I was hystericall about a joke, or when I was not camera ready when I asked him to be my personal photographer at certain times. I once told him to destroy all those horrid pictures, but it was a “significant collection”, as he put it.
3. Biting habits (on human flesh)
I don’t know where it comes from, but Pauline has a serious biting problem. When she is excited, she will bite her best friend’s arm or wrist. She started having this weird thing when she was in elementary. As long as I can remember, one of the kids in school named Kevin (her best friend too), was the first person in school to bite his brother of bestie when he was excited—or just being bored. Once, I almost screamed because my sister bit me in the car.
“Pauline! What on earth you just did!? You bit me!”
She only grinned wide, “nice. Felt like it.”
Then mom told her to stop doing it again in the future.
4. Loose collars? No.
Abe is obsessed with tight collars. When he was in junior high, he insisted wearing his favorite uniform—just because its buttons go all the way up, wrapping his entire neck. He has 2 other uniforms whose model is exactly the same like his favorite, but they all have loose collars. His preference of clothing is really something—unlike mine, who is totally against the rule of strangling collars.
5. Monkey screamings
In the middle of the city we’re living in, there’s a mini jungle that belongs to a particular campus near my house. Students who study about forest (I don’t know the english name for their major) use that place to conduct researches and experiments related to their field. There’s no animal that live there—except for birds. Well, in my place, I have no forest around me but a monkey. Pauline will suddenly scream when she “feels like it” (again) or is trying to release a thought that is bothering her for a while. Of course, who will not be surprised when she does it in the house?
6. One Cheese Deluxe, as always
Abe always ordered the same thing every time we went to Pizza Hut. He worships cheese and he’s so into Cheese Deluxe. I am also a cheese worshipper, but I easily get bored.
“Don’t you want to try to order something else?” I once asked, curious of other menus.
“Hm..no. Go ahead, just order what you want. But I’m getting a small-sized pan of Cheese Deluxe for my self in case you all want to order a different menu.”
“Why would you do that? It’s not economic at all,” I protested.
“No. I’m sticking with this.”
Ok. Never try to suggest something else once Abe made up his mind. His (sometimes) headstrong personality represents the exact copy of my grandpa. Neat, conservative, consistent and very determined (slash stone-headed).
I gave up persuading him to try other menus, and ordered a medium-sized Cheese Deluxe instead.
7. Swims ONLY when there is sunshine around
When I was 6 and Pauline 5, we had swimming lessons. I just learned how to swim in the deep pool for adults, and asked Pauline to accompany me swimming to the other side of the adult’s pool. The distance was not that far for crossing from the kids’ to the adults’. I made it successfully to the other side, but Pauline did not. She almost drowned. I went in to get her, but it turned out that she drowned more. My swimming teacher, who was already dressed from the shower, plunged herself with all her complete clothes on. I could remember that she was wearing her red-checkered shirt and blue jeans. Luckily, her brother brought some reserve clothes for her.
From that moment on, Pauline and I developed an irrational fear of swimming without the sunshine. We would imagine that there was a big, whale shark swimming under the pool (which was only the deep blue hue of water below). It was an over-fantasized ridiculous imagination—also thanks to Animal Planet.
8. Cockroaches are absolute enemies
Don’t expect my brother to immediately kill an intimidating insect when he sees one—especially cockroaches. I don’t know why, but he will just jump or scream when there’s one silently exploring the room or decides to take a brief flight around. Abe will run away for sure. I will be the one chasing it around with a bug spray. But later, dad will command my brother to throw away the ‘corpse’ into the trash bin (with the reason that Abe gotta learn to be brave of touching one thing he despises the most). Abe will squeal like a girl when he’s about to pick the antena of the bug with his finger wrapped in tissue. It usually takes forever for him to move the corpse into the trash bin.
Since I’m too lazy to write another set of long paragraph to make a closing or conclusion, I’ll just stop here. Hahaha. It felt good to not composing a terribly well-constructed closing paragraph. But, hey, I’m techinally composing one right now (lol). So, those are several weird stuffs my siblings did, as long as I could recall. What about yours? What weird stuffs your did siblings do? Comment below!
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