Big Brother

It's nearly midnight and I just got a phone call. Of course, only family would be daring enough to call so late. It was my big brother, Joshua. Anyway, he called a couple of nights ago too. About the same time and everything. The first call was rather funny. He told me that he was pretty much obsessed with the Twilight books. Isn't that funny? My big brother, reading a girly book. Not that I'm saying that's bad or anything -I practically shoved my recommendation in his face and made him promise me he would read it. But still. It is pretty funny. The first night he called to tell me that he loved the first book. The following night he called to tell me that he hated the second one -well, not the book so much as one of the characters.(For those of you who haven't read it I won't tell you the details. I'd hate to spoil such a depressing book!) Anyway. I thought it was really funny. Tonight he called to tell me about the fourth one. He said he was in tears about it. Happy, jealous tears. He wishes he were a vampire. Silly boy.

"Any boy who reads Twilight is awesome!" -Stephenie Meyer.

Have you ever seen The Fairly Odd Parents? No? I'm not surprised. Anyway there's this episode about this pop singer and all the girls love him. The main boy's name is Timmy and he sneaks into this concert where the singer will be performing. Well, his parents, having bought a pair of tickets, go too. So, in the depths of the crowd of women there stands the lone male -aka Timmy's dad. When the announcer welcomes everyone it gets funny. -"Welcome Ladies and Timmy's Dad!" Well, that's how my brother feels. Like a pathetic boy who reads girly books. He loves the books! And he's sad that they're ending. I guess it's kind of pathetic... but I'm not one to talk. I felt the same way when I read them...