Sleepwalking my way through life: The villain returneth

The villain returneth

The door burst open and he jumped into my room, grabbing my sleeping hulk between the bed covers and shaking me awake. I poked my head out of the dark warmth and saw Chris’ bearded face beaming at me. “Hello, little brother!” He exclaimed before bounding out the door and leaving me wondering if I had just had some strange dream.

I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on my clothes, opening my door just in time to be ran into by Chris; who began punching me playfully before shouting “Whodaman? Whodamaaaannn?” As soon as I came to my senses, he had disappeared again.

Chris had just returned from his trip to Singapore and had (finally) learned that he passed his first year at university. Although I was happy to see him overjoyed at his results and his return home, I also felt a pang of regret and – almost – resentment. You see, now that Chris is home, I no longer have the house to myself. I was enjoying my solitude, where I would only have to talk to my cat and I could play my music aloud with no reprimand.

But now? I’m going to have to fight for the control when I come downstairs. I’m going to have to make dinner for two people. I’m going to have to get dressed before I go downstairs. I’m not going to have another moment of piece until I move out. And since it looks like I’m going to be moving out with my brother, I might not get any peace for a good long while.

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At 8:39 pm, Anonymous Elisabeth Ice Cream said...

dude, like, so totally bummer right, you know! Gotta be hard, yes, like....

I don't have any brothers or sisters so I will just stand here and laugh at you. Heh heh.

At 9:11 am, Anonymous Jules said...

Hahaha. :) That's vastly amusing. And kind of sweet.

At 9:12 am, Anonymous Jules said...

No no wait, ^^^ that's my reply to the groupie post. Damn Blogger. :p

At 9:13 am, Anonymous Jules said...


At 1:04 pm, Anonymous Joe said...

intr.v. mooped, moop?ing, mooples

1. To show sadness or hopelessness.
2. To brood or sulk. See Synonyms at brood.
2. The sound cartoon characters make to show sadness.

At 4:06 pm, Anonymous Jules said...

Ohh, it's a real word. How fun. :)

At 10:56 pm, Anonymous Joe said...

Yes. A REAL word. Uh huh... Ok...


At 1:34 pm, Anonymous Jules said...

Haha. You're evil. I am moopled.


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