She always tells me I need to be a lot more like her and honestly she’s wrong. Meanwhile, she loves to act arrogant and reckless to others; I love to act appreciative and caring. When it comes to the people we’re close to, it seems she always has to put herself first and make herself look good. Whenever she strikes up a conversation with family and close friends, she always has to brag about her amazing job, her apartment and, of course, her shockingly good cooking skills. I respect that my sister loves to talk about herself, but personally I just don’t enjoy doing that. Even though I talk about myself sometimes, I’m a person who enjoys talking about trends around the world and hearing about other people’s lives.
She seems more of an indoors kind of person while I'm more of an outdoors person. She loves to stay inside and focus on her social media life and watch shows on Netflix throughout her day. Although I do this sometimes, I love to go outside and go running, exercise and play sports, such as soccer and football. She dislikes the idea of playing sports and believes it’s not an enjoyable concept.
She’s always hyper and I’m always relaxed. Whether she’s mad, happy, sad or even tired, she always seems annoyingly energetic and loud no matter the situation. I could be watching TV and she’ll come out of nowhere and start dancing or blast music. At the end of the day, she’ll always think I’m jealous that she has more energy than me. Whether I’m happy or sad, I’m not the person who starts to get excited out of nowhere.
She was a boarding school student and I am a day student. She’s been independent since an early age, so when she branched off to college and moved into her apartment, she wasn’t exactly excited. Even when she was five hours away from home, she was never homesick and loved being away from our family. While I’m excited to branch off, go to college, and discover new things on my own, I know I’m going to miss home because the longest I’ve been gone from my family is two months.
While I’m used to a suburban lifestyle, she’s used to a city atmosphere, having lived in London and now on the lower west side of New York. Although we both enjoy exploring the city and all it has, she acts as though she can’t survive the suburbs for more than a week and has to go back. Just recently when she was here for a weekend, by Saturday she was constantly complaining, “Jonny, how can you stand it here, Dobbs Ferry is so boring!” While she loves the loud and bright city life, I opt for the quiet and relaxed lifestyle the suburbs bring, and that affects both of our personalities.
She and I love food. She always likes to call herself a “foodie” because she eats at a lot of five-star restaurants and explores every hot spot in the city during the weekend. My sister believes that she has “expensive taste” in food as she loves to eat steak, asparagus, salmon and wine. Then there’s me who apparently “doesn’t know a lot about food” and likes sushi, burgers, Chinese and soda.
She and I do have different views on a lot of things and we do bicker like typical siblings, but at the end of the day, we get along quite well. We both enjoy watching anything that’s noteworthy on Netflix and seeing the latest movies. Also, we both like to blast music in the house whether it’s Drake or Bryson Tiller. We’re surprisingly close; we talk to each other about everything-- pop culture, issues, and daily lives. Both of us love to experience new things in life, whether it’s trying a new restaurant or finding exotic places to possibly go on vacation in a couple years, that strong bond comes together in these situations.
We’re both alike, but she feels that I need to have the same interests, views, and lifestyle as her. She doesn’t fully understand that we have grown up and walked on different paths. She and I live in different worlds. My world doesn’t just exist for glory and attention. My world is free minded.