My brother's baby was very sick a little while ago. He started off with a little congestion and was taken to the Doctor but a couple days later he was worse. So of course my brother started spending more time out there with the baby because he was sick even though sometimes or during the night he couldn't be in but was there. And he was told he had bronchitis too but it's because he never took care of himself. It was freezing outside and always wearing his muscles shits and shorts... always. But, I am glad he got better! And the baby was allowed to go home after a few days of observation from the hospital. I hope both mommy and daddy are conscience for the baby and spend more time with him especially in the cold.
But anyways, So last night it was freezing cold but my son wanted corn dogs so I went to the store to go buy corn dogs. And I took my other brother Orland because I didn't want to go alone. Well he was craving chinese food and that place is almost at the exit which from the store was like 7 miles... not much but it's far so I take him. And I parked and I said hey look there's Elvia's car and he said if it was her car something was broken but it was really nice inside so it wasn't. We go in get the food and get in the car. And then we see this guy.... And my bro was like hey that guy looks like Roland.. and it didn't look like him to me... I said Roland doesn't walk that way. And he looks at me like are you kidding me... So then we see the red hat under his hoodie and he starts looking like him so my bro calls him as he was going into the store. And he goes at outside to talk... and my other brother ... there's this foo I have to check... gets out of the car and rushes him... lol brothers... right.,. making a scene. so they started talking...
Let me back track a lil, so after the baby got sick we started to see a lil less of my brother... he was heading out to Hesperia every single day.. come home in the very early morning and ask for a ride to school. It seems exhausting... so this week it seemed like every time he would stop here at the house he would slowly take some stuff. I think most of his stuff is pretty much gone. So, We didn't know if he had moved out or just to spend the week out there... because over summer he was never around either. He still has some stuff but mainly it's all gone. I just found it weird that he hadn't said anything. I hadn't seen him in days and I kept asking my other brother... hey does he still live here or what.... and all he would say ... you guys probably know more than I do.
Back to where they were talking... so my brother Roland (the one with the baby) came to the car and start smooching food off Orland... and as he was eating the food ... my Bro Orland asked him the question that we all had been wondering about... "Hey, so what? You moving out or what?" and my other brother just nodded... ok... so he at last finally said something because I hate it when we don't know what is going on.. Besides he was only one that used that room because my other bro didn't like being in there. And now we have an empty room but with both their stuff. So, my bro Orland was in my room last night as we were watching a movie... because we had talked about switching rooms, either way he never used the other one anyways. And he said that my room would be perfect. And it really is if you organize it right and I have so much more stuff than he does anyways.
My brother also told the parents about my other brother's decision. And, they were upset and I am kind of still upset.. They're upset because he left without saying a word. I am upset because I want him to finish school. The school it like a mile from where we live. Now he has to travel 10 miles to go to school. I know he wants to be with the baby and his girl. But, they're there and he needs to graduate. He's been lagging at going to school and I for nothing want him to drop out. So he had a baby still in high school but without a high school diploma doors don't open as easily. I know there are alternatives but why if he is a few months away from finishing. Once he's finished with high school he can do what ever he wants... but at least this is what I want for him. What kind of a job can he get with that... he already whines about no work but doesn't look for any. Times are going to get tough I feel it. But, I wish him the best and he must finish school!
Now, there are only 2 of us left... C'est la vie!
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