The first picture is my brother, Roger, and the second one is, of course, me.(Wow, I'm handsome!)
We don't look so much alike, do we?
He's in the US, oh, I have to say he's Been there for two years, and, WILL BE there for the rest of his life maybe except some traditional Chinese holidays of gathering.
Most of my friends may not know him, partially because that I seldom mention him in my conversation. Well, why? He's truly my only brother, but we're just...different.
Ever since we enter different college, we've become...plain, yes, plain! I continue to dwell in the world of mental science and language, and he, computer and mechanics. He enjoys downloading various strange(from my point of view, of course) files and tries to explain what functions it can perform, beaming. But I just cannot respond more than "Oh, really, yes...seems it can do quite a lot, thank you!".
WE ARE DIFFERENT.
Everytime I tried to drag hime to the basketball court with me, he says "No, thanks"(with maybe a few exceptions, though).
And I'm not interested in most of his hobbies...mainly computer stuff. I'm blind in this area.
Outside our home in Keelung, he can easily be found in the comic book rental, while I can be anywhere: from the stream I fish, our uncle's place, in the mountins(for some fresh air).
He's a logical guy, mature, conservative, reliable and doesn't speak much, and he spend every penny in a careful way, while I'm on the other end of personality.
We spoke little in recent years...well, sadly I might say we might not be very good friends if we were not born in the same family.
And he Reads myblog...I know little about it till quite recntly.
Should I say feel sorry or pity for not being very familiar with him? Is it destined you'll be familiar with only some people, regardless of your initial relationship?
I really don't know, boy.
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