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I started my new job at Finish Line yesterday. I was pretty much the backroom's bitch. I had to just find everyone's sneakers. Everyone there is really nice. Its not like Target where no one speaks to you or isn't friendly until they realize you have been there for six months. There is this one guy who looks remarkably like Christian Bale. I am madly in love with him. He informed me he is an asshole though. I am also working with Dana (although they keep low balling us with opposite shifts). I am glad I had my first day yesterday it really took my mind off the whole SMU thing. My mom keeps bugging me to call the admissions office to find out why I wasn't accepted. I told her I know for the most part and asked why I had to hear it from someone else. My parents don't understand. My brother doesn't really understand what's going on. He knows I didn't get in but I don't think he understands what it really means in terms of my future. I try not to talk about college around because he gets jealous or gets the notion that he can go to college and starts making this ridiculous plans.
If anyone is confused by this I should explain. My brother is mentally retarded. He is 24 years old but functions at about a third grade level. It is a burden and a blessing. I have avoid talking about my future or plans because he gets jealous. I can't say certain things. I can't argue with him because it doesn't get you anywhere. But he is 7 years older than me which means if he was normal I probably wouldn't know him that well. He would have been out the house by the time I hit 11. It also made me grow up. I have always had this sense of responsibility instilled in me. Every situation I go into I go in as the responsible party. I look out for everyone regardless of age because that's all I have known.
Since Lauren decided to open a door into a very sensitive part of her life I decided to do the same. I am just a big ol' copier. If anyone has questions about what its like or what he's like feel free to ask. I have always found it weird that people can be insensitive enough to "that's so retarded" forty times in a conversation, but think its in a poor taste to ask any questions about my brother.I know there aren't really any movies or tv shows about being a sibling of someone who is MR so there is nothing really out there.
Ask away.
It will be refreshing.
If anyone is confused by this I should explain. My brother is mentally retarded. He is 24 years old but functions at about a third grade level. It is a burden and a blessing. I have avoid talking about my future or plans because he gets jealous. I can't say certain things. I can't argue with him because it doesn't get you anywhere. But he is 7 years older than me which means if he was normal I probably wouldn't know him that well. He would have been out the house by the time I hit 11. It also made me grow up. I have always had this sense of responsibility instilled in me. Every situation I go into I go in as the responsible party. I look out for everyone regardless of age because that's all I have known.
Since Lauren decided to open a door into a very sensitive part of her life I decided to do the same. I am just a big ol' copier. If anyone has questions about what its like or what he's like feel free to ask. I have always found it weird that people can be insensitive enough to "that's so retarded" forty times in a conversation, but think its in a poor taste to ask any questions about my brother.I know there aren't really any movies or tv shows about being a sibling of someone who is MR so there is nothing really out there.
Ask away.
It will be refreshing.
