Two days ago is a bad way to start a story; sad to say it is how it began. Smoking on my pre-work cigarette, i began to debunk my place in the universe. So, it's basically a normal day.
But then I've began pundering on something I haven't even pundered on before: the situation of me being conceived. Of course, I was like wtf is up i still have 10 more minutes before i work. I should blame my sudden attentiveness to first of many alarms saved on my phone.
And so, I lit another for the time
My situation in the family is that I am the youngest of 4 kids; 2 elderly sisters, an enlightened sister, and me. And I thought, my parents could have easily stopped with three kids. I mean, it could be enough.
There were 3 bears with goldilocks, which is suddenly an example i have no idea why i used it like who the fuck is Goldilocks anyway; is she a bear too?!?! So what does that entail. Another example would be idk uhm the three little pigs with different houses, which is pretty fucked up; i don't even know why i assumed they're siblings. THEY LIVE IN DIFFERENT HOUSES. The pig with the brick could be the youngest I guess: there's a bit of wiseness to him. Anyways, I'm lost.
There is a possibility that my parents would not push through with sex night, I mean, grown ups can cancel those-slash-anything in there time being, right?? It's just sex anyway.
So why was I conceived? It's the kind of question you never ask your parents, or in this case, my mom. It's one of those deathbed questions besides who gets to keep the fortune, and who gets to keep the dog or something. Deathbed questions can be either answered vaguely, or would end up just a question because death cockblocked your curiousity and stuff.
4 instead of 3 children, why then?
My next method was to count 9 months backwards from my birthday, just like a 13-year-old subtracting his birthyear by 5 so he can enter this pornsite he just "happen to click" or "don't know how it popped out, our pc might have a virus: let's go buy a new one, mom". My method marked August 27, which could mean they did it anytime on the month of August 1992.
I happen to think that my two elder sisters' birthmonth is August: they have just turned 7 and 5 respectively; while my still-a-brother is already 2 years old then.
So my parents might've been too proud of the family and how's everyone's just growing, despite the probable crippling school tuition and fees. And I kind of imagined my dad going to my mom, they be flirting by the couch while my not-yet siblings are sleeping in their rooms. And my dad tries "let's make a new one, it'll be fun hihi". Just a guess, I didn't know their go-signal or code.
So my conclusion to this unexpected inference is that I was a result of a fulfilling family drive. I remember how my mom used to tell us that i was the only child that she did not have problems in labor because they started ballin' and getting that dough so they had some budget to get some c-section add-ons to the labor package. I'm sorry, I don't know how hospital works. So it's sort of a brag from me to my siblings, and a relief from my mom to me.
Little did she know she would have problems with me. It's like they haven't watched any movies then, which implied mainly that you do mot want to spoil the youngest, they'll gro--
Oh shit. I'm late for work.