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Sunday, September 25, 2005

Oooooh... I just found out that my brother has a "Bitch Blog". Wow... I'm throughly amazed. It's like he doesn't already bitch enough on his http://lonely-heartbeat.blogspot.com blog. And it seems that I'm the focus of most of his "superbly" written posts. Hey, if going by what he says, that his written and spoken standard of the English language is so much better than mine, it definitely has to be "superbly" spoken.

Go take a look at his http://what-a-female-dog-is-called.blogspot.com/ blog. His "Friday, Sept 9 2005" post, is probably an indirect potshot at me for calling him all those things. Ok, so let me analyse his so-called "defense" point by point. But I believe it to be a weak response to what I called him. And by the way, these words are used to describe his relationship with my family (even with his status as favoured son).

1) He says that I called him a word that doesn't exist. Yes, that is true. Only because that was a typo. Hey, I'm only human. I ADMIT that I make mistakes. And that word was "inadvertent", which I, in an error, typed "inadvertant"

2) I said he was as if "incommunicado". He says it means "solitary confinement", and asks whether he was in prison. Ok, let's set things right, just for the record. My meaning was that he doesn't communicate with my family. Bryan doesn't come out of his room unless he wants to, he's hardly at home and doesn't eat dinner with the family. So what form of family communication is there between him and my family, unless he's opening his mouth asking for something for his own benefit?

3)To "insulate" also means "to isolate/detach". So what I'm trying to say is that he doesn't interact with my family much. Like I said in point 2, he doesn't talk to my parents. Most of the time he opens his mouth is to ask for something to benefit himself or else to scold someone. Even with my extended family. He goes to my maternal grandparents' house just to get money. So everytime I go there, they always ask me how is he. And I don't even know what he's doing, except through his actions and from what I read on his blog. And he hasn't even seen my Dad's side of the family for what seems like ages. He's insulating himself from the family.

4) I say he's "incendiary". Now why do I say this? It's because everytime I'm having an argument with my Mom or Dad, he likes to butt in and say stupid things to agitate my parents or me. Other than that, he's fond of creating trouble. In secondary school I had to frequently explain to teachers why my brother did this or that, explain his behaviour to teachers or to settle things with the school mates whom he had offended, with money or otherwise. And there was more than once in public he scolded people for God knows what reason.

5) Now, why is he "insensitive"? One - he doesn't care how my parents feel. That time when he wanted to quit Poly, he created such a mess for my parents, not knowing what kind of trouble, emotional and otherwise, just to settle his problem. Second - he doesn't care how I feel when he posts all that crap about me on his blogs. Since his friends don't know me, they assume that is what I'm like. It's not that I'm so sensitive about what people think about me, but I don't like people having preconceptions about me. Third - he plays his guitar at ungodly hours of the night, like after 2am. It's so loud, his room is between my parents' and mine, and my Dad has to wake up at 6.30am for work, and he just doesn't care. What's more he likes to leave his laptop and various household applicances on for hours, not caring how much money that would incur. He can leave the kitchen light on for like 5 hours, citing "I'm scared of the dark" as a reason, when he's in his room with the door closed.

6) He is "immature". Definitely so. Even he admits it. But when you're 19, please act more responsibly, not like some adolescent teenager, who expects his parents to clean up all his messes for him.

7) He's "inane". And why am I so riled up about it at times? It's due to the fact that he doesn't think before he does anything. Like telling everyone that my Mom's a bitch. Now even my friends say my Mom's a bitch or use some random insult. And when I ask them to stop that, they just tell me that since my brother said it, they have the right to do so. Other than that, he trusts his friends more than his family. Isn't that a silly thing to do? It's also downright stupid. He buys a $1,200 electric guitar that he very seldom uses, which is 1 of only 2 of that model in Singapore, plus a Fujitsu camera that costs almost $1,000, which is for professional use (which he definitely isn't, for both cases). And that begs the question: If you're not professional, why buy such expensive stuff? For the bragging rights?

8) He definitely is "inept"/"inapt". When he got his phone stolen, it was up to my Mom to negotiate with the guy's parents. No matter what he might say about it, that it was all his "planning" that got him the money back, it was my Mom who did most, if not all, the work. More examples? Refer to points 4 and 5. He doesn't settle his problems himself. Rather, he needs people to do it for him, like when he gets into trouble in school.

9) He's "incorrigible". People tell him to stop causing trouble, he curses them and then causes more trouble. Refer to points 4, 5 and 8. Actually, you can refer to a lot of the points for that. As for me, I don't repeatedly get into trouble for doing something that I shouldn't be doing. Like insulting teachers and other people and getting into trouble. Repeatedly. Even when warned.

10) "Indifference". A very good word to describe him. He doesn't seem to mind getting into trouble, especially when he knows that there will be people to help him get out of it. He "can't be bothered to care about what people think about him" (those are in his own words), even when they are right about what he is like. He just seems to want to rebel against everything people say. When he says he doesn't get agitated so easily, thats errant nonsense. Other than my dad in my family, he's the one most likely to flare into a temper when something doesn't go the way he wants it to.

11) Ah-ha! So he thinks he's not "indiscreet". Well, he's not being very discreet about who he's aiming his so-called "wit" in the post he wrote at. Besides, he seems to like being noticed, always wearing his pair of garish, red Abercrombie and Fitch board shorts and an old T-shirt to school, complete with flip-flop slippers and messy hair, standing at the school bus stop smoking. Isn't it what people will notice, as you will most defnitely stick out like a sore thumb? Besides, I recall him putting that once when he was at Zouk, "a lot of girls were checking him out", according to his blog entry. So much for saying that he's discreet. Besides, I never said smoking is cool. To me, it's a habit that's hard to kick. And I never want to be noticed. I dress in a normal kind of way, not really special or noticable.

12) Yes, my brother is definitely "inferior" to me. He can brag about getting A1 in English for the 'O' Levels. So what if you got A1? It doesn't prove anything except for the fact that the person who marked your paper was blind. Instead of rewriting the sentences in the dictionary by yourself, in your own words and at the same time keeping the meaning of the word intact, you instead choose to copy word for word. Doesn't that say a lot about your confidence in the A1 you got? Besides, I noticed that you have a problem with punctuation and the use of capital letters to begin sentences and for "I" when it is used to describe yourself. And I bet I'm more intelligent than you, because I don't do or say things that could ruin my entire future, plus I don't open my mouth to say things that shouldn't be said.

13) Ah... And now come the part which he says that I'm "holier-than-thou" and that I boast/brag a lot. Let me think about it. I don't have a holier than thou attitude. Most people I know call me humble or down-to-earth. But there's a problem with you calling me that. And I think I know what that problem is. Let me tell all of you a story:

"Once upon a time a boy called Ben who had a twin brother called Bryan started smoking. Bryan used to condemn Ben about the smoking, and used it (the act of smoking) as leverage in any argument whenever their mother was around. Bryan also like to claim that since he went to church and was very observant and listened to "good Christian music", he was better off than Ben in anyway, since Ben supposedly was a gangster and like to skip school. Bryan even liked to brag about how he could buy things that Ben couldn't, because Ben was spending his money on cigarettes. What Bryan didn't know was that Ben got $1000 a month from various sources, and for a period of time could buy a lot of stuff. So now that Bryan is 19, he got a job, working as a waiter in some club in Orchard Road. He earns his money to buy things like an electric guitar costing $1,200 that he doesn't really use, and which happens to be 1 of only 2 of that model in Singapore . And he likes to tell people that it's rare. Plus the Fujisu digital camera that cost him almost $1000 that mostly people use for professional photography, that he doesn't use to it's full potential. So if that camera isn't for bragging rights, then why did you buy a $1000 camera that's used for professional photography? Because you're "professional"? Or is it "professional poser"? So Bryan, now with a lot of cash on hand, spends it all on his friends and stupid things, goes clubbing (which he used to hate) and smoking (which he also used to hate). He goes around telling people how much better he is compared to Ben, who now is dirt poor. Which is very sad." Now that you've heard the storey, who's the one with the "holier-than-thou" attitude?

-- To end it off, I want to say that I'm not perfect myself. But hey, if you want to insult me with such a stupid post on your blog, without any supporting evidence, be prepared for my retort, complete with evidence of your stupid behaviour. Bryan, if you want to tell people that what kind of person I am, at least have the decency to tell them about my blog, so they can get both sides of the story. Don't think that just because you think they won't ever meet me, that you can just go off and spout your nonsense on your blog.

Kenny died at 4:20 am