Marching Place.

Late this February we had a talk with my brother. It was brownout then. We were left at home. It was a serious conversation tho.

My brother open up his future plans as he live again here in Davao. So, I listened to him carefully.
Brother: Sister, graduate faster.
Me: Why?
Bro: Because I want to study again.
Me: *reacted violently* What? My plan in life is to study-graduate-have a job and you, you want to go to school again.
Bro: I want to study again. I want to be "palamunin". I want to have allowance again. I want to feel that again.
Me: Cut that daydreaming bro. You have a job now and you'll leave it for better. You gotta find new and stable job now.
Bro: No, I'm tired of my life. I want to hang here in the house. Nothing to do. Or just plainly a student, again.
Me: I won't agree on that. If you really want to. Then tell mom about your plans.
Bro: *being emotional* You don't know how hard it was when I was in Cavite. I ate regularly at 711 and fast food chains.It was so hard that I don't have parents there. You should know my sacrifices for you just to send you to school.
Me: I didn't even ask you to do that bro. You should know.
Bro: Why can't you give what I've given you?
Me: Stop it.... Okay, okay. I'll send you to school. I'll provide you your needs but in one condition. I will only sponsor you 1 year of schooling.
Bro: Ah! No one ever graduated within one year sis. I'll proceed engineering.
Me: Then go to TESDA. 5 years is to long. Get a life bro!
Bro: Here's the deal. You will pay my tuition fee and mom will shoulder my allowance. Or vice versa.
Me: Hey, don't include me in your delusion. Cut the drama!

I was like... Was I a burden to him? Was I a responsibility to him?I never thought about it. It never cross in my mind.I felt sorry for him. I was, that very moment.