My brother is the most inconsiderate, tardy, irresponsible, unsophisticated, annoying, rude, manipulative, arrogant, selfish, and stubborn person I have ever met on the face of this Earth. My mother has two sons; I'm the first.
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Yet, our relationship could also be compared to the relationship between the US and Canada or Australia and New Zealand. My brother would simply laugh his socks off about every single thing I do wrong, no matter how small the problem is, and I would laugh at him back. Although we do get angry with each other sometimes, in the end the whole thing would turn out to be a friendly competition. Sometimes, I would get angry at him because he would never pay attention to his studies and I would always pick on him about that topic. However, quite like Canada, he would be too stubborn and ignorant to listen to any advice.
I will conclude the assessment of my brother in one sentence: An intelligent child, who is too idiotic to realize how smart he is and reaches for the bare minimum.
My mother always tells me that I had the most attention when I was small. That's why I have a better self-esteem than my brother, therefore I have to be nicer to him. I don't think so, it's his own problem that he isn't as cool as me.
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