I received a random text today from my Mom saying my brother is Class President. I had to laugh out of amazement and disbelief. My brother? A Class President? Didn't see that coming. He's thirteen but he's still as childish as he was at 9 years old. I often worry but hearing he's taking this responsibility, I hope he becomes more mature.
I love you, bro! I got your back, no matter what.
And Ate is proud. I've always have been.