My little brother is a total sweetheart, but he just said something, and I'm not really sure, but I think I'm deeply offended.
FIRST, A LITTLE ABOUT MY BROTHER:
He's 21. His name is Nikko.
YES, I SWEAR TO GOD, our parents named us Nikki and Nikko.
In high school, our friends made up hilarious nicknames. They stuck.
I'm Nik-V and he's Nik-D.
Think about it, you'll figure it out.
I was born in October so I started school a year late since school starts in August, but he was born in July and able to start on time. So we are technically two and a half years apart (three years if you compare birth year), age-wise, but only two grade levels apart. Umm, I don't know if that makes any sense, but it made sense in my head... Whatever. It's 6:00 AM. I don't have the ability to explain that situation any clearer at the moment. Just know, when I was a senior in high school, he was a junior. Actually, he was a sophomore. I think. You know what. I'm done with this age thing. We're two grades apart. That's all you need to know.
Anyways, he was a server at the same restaurant I used to bar tend at when I lived at home. When I moved to Orlando, my brother took my old spot at the bar, and now we both do the same thing: School by day, mix drinks by night. I work at a fancy bar, which I probably shouldn't name, and he works at the bar at T.G.I. Friday's. About a year ago he wanted to transfer to UCF, but couldn't find any friends to live with. So, being the awesome sister that I am, I let him move in with me until he finds a place.
I have a one bedroom apartment so he sleeps on a twin sized air mattress behind the couch, he takes up space in my closet, on my bathroom counter, in my fridge, on my desk, and pretty much everywhere else I'm OCD about my stuff and keeping it organized. Yet, I don't make him pay rent.
Since I make more than enough to pay my bills, the increase in utilities from my brother being around, and I can still live the same as if he wasn't around, I don't charge him. Plus, he's my little brother! I can't do that. Even though he constantly offer to pay his way, I always refuse to accept his money. So instead, he does the sweetest stuff ever for me to try and make it up. About every other week he'll either take me out somewhere like, dinner and a movie, go-kart racing, theme parks, concerts, Orlando Magic games, or other stuff like that.
Now that I think about it, I'm usually the hard one to live with. He's been putting up with my crap for nearly a year without a single complaint. Except for the lack of privacy, I can't really complain... He's pretty easy to live with. Every time he uses a dish, he'll wash everything else in the sink, he takes out the trash, he'll move my laundry from the washer to the dryer if I forget, he keeps his stuff pretty well organized and everything clean, he goes to bed before I do, he doesn't complain when I stay up late, make noise, or have friends over, and he even calls and asks permission before he has any friends over. You know... Everything that the perfect roommate would do.
SO, BACK TO MY ORIGINAL REASON FOR POSTING!
It's about 6:30 AM and my little brother just walked through the bedroom to access the bathroom. On his way out, he stopped half way to the door, and this is how the conversation went down:
Nikko: "What are you still up doing for this late?"
Me: "I'm playing The Old Republic, sup?"
Nikko: "Dude, V, you're such a nerd. Go to bed and go outside during the day or some shit!"
He stumbled over to my bed, flopped down on it and sat there and watched me play SW:ToR for about 5 minutes before he fell asleep.
I've been sitting here for nearly an hour, typing this out, alt-tabbing to play Star Wars, listening to music, talking in Vent, all the while, thinking about what he said and what he meant by it. I'm going from "Oh, he's just teasing, and being silly" to "He really thinks I have no life and need to get out more often," and I think I almost wanted to cry about 10 minutes after he said it. I didn't.
Also, for those of you who don't know what Star Wars: The Old Republic is, here's a 15 or so minute long compilation of the trailers in order:
None of my real-life friends find out about this, not even my brother, until he moved in, but I'm a HUGE closet Star Wars Nerd. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I probably don't come close to some of the hardcore fans. True, but compared to other "normal" girls, I'm definitely from a galaxy far, far away.
I even play WoW, if you couldn't already tell from the previous few posts. I'm a Tauren feral druid (hurrr, girls can't tank) in a server first guild. I kinda quit about a month ago and told my guild that I was quitting because my work schedule changed, but I'm actually just playing Star Wars instead. Hopefully none of them find this! Hahaha!
The entire time I was writing this, I've been wondering how to ask my brother if he wants to get a 2 bedroom apartment with me. My lease is up in February, and he's been talking about moving in with his friends, but I'm really going to miss him. It feels like he's moving far away and I'll only see him once every few months or something, when in reality, he'll probably end up within a mile of where we are now.
Ugh, he really is awesome to live with.
He just needs to get off my bed within the next ten minutes or I'm gonna have to sleep on the couch.