My brother's life is, litterally, like a bad rom com. I've always been aware of this on some level, but concidering most of our interactions take pace over facebook, I wasn't aware of its extent until he basically filled me in on what's been happening with him this semester while I was driving him to the airport at 5am.
(Well, he had to be at the airport at 5 am. We had to leave the house at 1am, and I didn't get back until almost 9am... but that's another story).( Read more...Collapse )