Thursday, April 23, 2009

my brother

my brother has an unhealthy love for his xbox. i think he loves it more than life. it's the first thing he does as soon as he gets home and then you never see him again. even though you don't see him you know he's home because of all the yelling your hear bouncing up the stairs. yes, that is right, yelling. cabrito also has this strange obsession with the xbox and xbox live.

yes, i have played xbox before. yes, i had fun. no, i was not any good. but i don't understand why this is all some people do. my brother is addicted to his xbox. he needs his xbox like a heroin addict needs heroin. if he does not get to play his xbox he throws a fit. he is as sullen as the little kid in the candy store who can't get any candy. he pouts. he complains. so what does he decide to do? he goes to sleep. he does not know what to do with himself when he can't play xbox.

when he goes to over to a friend's house you know what they do? they play xbox in big groups. they have no concept of how to spend their time. it's all they do, stare at a TV and yell at the random kids from all over the world. they waste their lives sitting in front of a TV.

he is supposed to only play xbox for two hours after school on weeknights. do you think he follows this rule? nope, everyone else has to keep a watch on the time for him. he is incapable of making sure that he only plays for two hours. then on weekends he can play for as long as he wants. meaning he tries to play all day. and if he's not at a friend's house friday or saturday night then he's in the basement playing xbox. he will play until 11:30 or 12 at night and then come upstairs and go to bed. my parents go to sleep between 9 and 10. my dog barks every single time he comes upstairs. my parents yell at him for waking them up. yet, every week the same exact thing happens.

xbox live is over the internet, meaning when he's playing xbox the internet in the rest of the house moves impossibly slow. no one can use the internet when he's on the xbox. if we get on this is what he does. he sends you a text message. he's in the basement and i'm upstairs. if i get on the internet when he's on the xbox he sends me a text message. i have to have my parents forcibly remove him from the xbox when i have homework to do. otherwise he just keeps telling me that his game is almost done and he'll get off soon but he never does.

i never see him do any homework at all. maybe that's why he doesn't get good grades and often gets his xbox taken away from him because of bad grades.

***an update***
the xbox red ringed of death. i'm heartbroken. not. for all of you that don't know what the red ring of death is, it means that the xbox is broken. oh darn. too bad for him.

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