Sunday, June 10, 2007
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My brother nearly died tonight.

When he came on to MSN, i asked him what's up with his nick.

He told me that he nearly got hit by a reckless driver. If you go to his blog, he'll tell you that he could smell the rubber burning.

I didn't really let him cotton on to how i actually felt. I was joking yes, but i was also imagining, if he died. I would be devastated. I don't want to go to anybody's funeral, especially those that i've come to regard as family.

If anybody were to bite the dust first, it would be me. It would save the pain of watching my loved ones snuffing it.

So brother, DON'T FUCKING jaywalk again ya? It's a pissed up way to die, and i won't forgive you if you do go 6 feet below ground.

p.s, But if you do bite the dust first, could you give me your PSP. I still won't forgive you, but at least it keeps me occupied (: Glad you're ticking!