May 26th: The last day for Brother Otter before he leaves to go back to Canada with our grandma. I know that he's been missing his girlfriend and his son. I was a little worried for her because she was taking care of hyper Zach all by herself but she's such a good mom and was able to do it herself. Next time he comes back, he'll take her and Zach like the original plan so hopefully, the next time they do come, it'll be better and a longer vacation. I ate everything I usually don't eat all because of Brother Otter. Do I eat Jollibee? No, but I did it for Brother Otter. Do I eat rice, eggs, hotdogs, fried salted fish and corn beef for breakfast? No, but I did it so I can have breakfast with Brother Otter. There were so many things that I usually don't eat but I did it so I can spend every second with him. He hasn't been to the Philippines in twelve years and hasn't seen me for almost three years so we had to make these 15 days worth it... Aunts and uncles were asking me what I wanted and I told them that I didn't want anything and in the whole box of things that they brought home, there were only things for Ethan. Almost EVERYTHING was for Ethan. None for mother, nothing for me... And we are the ones taking care of Ethan. Like, what the hell is that? They apologized that they didn't get anything for us but we all know... They aren't. I didn't want anything, I just wanted Brother Otter to come home. Now that he left, I feel bored. There's no one extra in the car, in the house or anywhere. There's no one throwing pillows and folded blankets at me when I'm waking up, there's no one who's going to eat lunch with me, there's no one next to me who'll translate something on tv for me, there's no one who's going to download movies and watch it with me, and there's no one who's going to hog the shower for 15 minutes... And there's no one who's going to tell me weird stories. Sigh. He needs to come back now. Sad face.
