"Be careful what you wish for!"

When I was real young, I kept bugging my mom for a little brother, I had my younger sister, Louisse, and she always got to pick on me. I thought it would be fair for me to have someone to pick on. Later on as we grow older, all we did was to fight. i mean, really fight. Then Vhince came along and was added to the mix, and our house became more cluttered than before. Now Louisse is going to escape her highschool because this year is her last year and having one little brother who's always getting into my things, and calling me thoughtful nicknames like "teh-teh" or "da-da". Plus having to baby-sit him and doing my sisters homeworks really cuts into my social life, like no more textmates at all. Maybe few unlike before. I mean, I love them, but even I can only take so much.

Every time, I complain about it, though, my mom just smiles and says, "Be careful what you wish for!" smart woman.
I never, ever wanted something bad to happen to my family. I mean, could I?

"Be careful what you wish for!"

I swear, I should have that tattooed to my eyelids.