When Bordedom Gets to You

    It’s confirmed. Kuya Mike, my brother, is leaving us immediately after he gets married. Whilst I’m simply ecstatic for the big guy, I can almost feel my impending doom and despair. Why? Ate Mimi and I recently had "The talk".

    "The talk", which is mainly composed of a series of heated debates, grave discussions and seemingly endless contradictions and arguments, has been testing my patience and reasoning prowess for the past 5 months of my employed life. So what makes this one so different? The mere fact of Kuya Mike leaving, which, for the record, scares the living daylight outta me, is what’s making the whole situation so different. What is "The talk" exactly? What goes on during "The talk"? What do we even TALK about during "The talk"? What is it about "The talk" that makes me wanna smack myself over and over ’til I can’t possibly be recognized by my family?

    "The talk", I daresay, is my most feared discussion about *gulp* "the division of expenses" incurred by our sweet little family of 6, soon to be 5. *shivers* For some of you this might be a silly thing to be worked up about. All I can say to you guys is, "Back off! If you wanna trade places, be my guest!" Anyways, Ate Mimi and I recently had "The talk" in my room, and I survived (THANK GOD), due to my inexhaustible barrage of reasoning, all in the name of my teensie weensie salary. I will be handling the following expenses from now on:
- water (the kind out of the tap, not the kind for drinking)
- cable
- miscellaneous stuff that pop into Ate Mimi and Mom’s heads

    It’s a damn good thing I’ve been giving Mom more than enough to cover those things TWICE in one month. So, I wasn’t that much shaken up after "The talk" we had. What’s really scaring me, then? After our little discussion, Ate Mimi told me she’d be leaving soon too. Nothing specific though.. just a thought she left me to torture myself with, which is what I’m doing right now. Before long, I will be left at home.. alone… WITH MY PARENTS AND MY LITTLE SISTER!!! God help me… Especially when Lanie - li’l sis - goes to college. She told us she’s gonna be going for Fine Arts (major in painting I guess). GREAT! Juuuuust great.. T__T Who do you think will end up paying for her tuition, art supplies, and baon? Who will be the one to provide the money for the family’s food and misc. expenses?? Who will be wearing the pants of the family??? Moi! Moi!! And, yes, moi! My poor salary.. even if I get a raise, I still wouldn’t be able to feel it.. because everything would eventually go to my quaint little family. So, again, I can almost feel my impending doom and despair. All I can do for now is to give them the most I can, and hope that Ate Mimi and Mom’s "thirst" will be appeased. The thing I hate the most is when I am being forced to give something I don’t have.. and soon, I will be tasting the pang of anger, frustration, and maybe even apathy (for when I simply give up) from that particular pet peeve of mine. Don’t get me wrong.. I love my family, and I love being able to repay their love and support little by little. I just wish I could still have enough for myself in the future. I have my own plans too, you know.

    The only thing that’s comforting me now, is the thought of me being able to put my feet up and relax at home.. for I will be the almighty provider!!! Muwahahahahaaa!!!

Me: Kneel, servant!
Lanie: Yes, milady.
Me: *points to Dad* You there! Rub my feet!
Dad: Hey! I’m your Dad for chrissake!
Me: Do you like that nice cable tv - that I’ve been kindly paying for - in your room, dear ol’ Dad? *grins*
Dad: T__T Yeah yeah… gimme your feet.
Me: Oh joy! ^__^

    Well, okay that’s a little bit exaggerated. But you never know! ^__^ All of a sudden, I don’t feel so bad anymore. >:D Muwahahahahaaaa!!!

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