Visiting my Brother

I had a great time visiting my brother today. We joked around alot and told stories about different things we remember from growing up including some of the trouble we almost got into. I sucks that I even had to leave because I really miss him. All through growing up, he was my best friend, even though we fought like cats and dogs. He’s 22 now and I swear the little fukker is getting taller on me again. Next to me he looks like a giant but I told him he’ll always be my little buddy and I can still kick his ass, he replied that he will always be there for me and let me believe I can:) He’s kewl like that . . . Read the rest of this blog entry here!