So in my family, there are six siblings.

I'm one of six and I love them all.

There's three boys, three girls, two oldest or two girls,

then my older brother, then me and then the younger sister

and a younger brother.

And they're all great.

But in the last couple of weeks,

I've been reflecting on my older brother a lot.

I'm not sure why exactly, but he's 20 months older than me.

So he's two years ahead of me in school.

And so when I was a freshman, he was a junior in high school.

And when I was a sophomore, he was a senior.

See how they went?

It was great.

But I remember when my older sister's graduated,

and they left, so they used to boss us around

and tell us what to do.

And I remember on Friday nights, I'm kind of an introvert.

When I say kind of, I mean a serious introvert.

And so on a Friday night, when everyone else is gone,

man, my ideal thing would be, I'm going downstairs.

I'm going to sit in front of the TV.

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