Usually when people think of women they usually think of their mothers, grandmas, aunts, and maybe even some of their friends. Yes, I think of those kinds of women too but other than them I also like to think about my cousin. A person who if you really knew her she would insult you so much, but under those insults deep down are just buried compliments hidden by laughter and sometimes even more insults. There aren’t much women that I think made a much of an impact on my life other than my mom, aunt and of course my cousin. Since I think people writing about their moms and grandmas and such are a little overdone I think I would sort of step away from that and talk about something somewhat different.
Now that I think about it my cousin, she reminds me of a bit of a cliché anime trope. In this case she reminds me of a tsundere. She shows the people she knows her aggressive and assertive she can be, but under all of that she’s just a loving and caring person. From time to time we even have a quick roast session for about a few minutes on how much we hate each other. They go from Asian stereotypes to how we act then how we dress. I could have sworn we even had about an hour or so of a roast session in the car when we were on our way back from lake Tahoe.
Yes she might be someone who resorts to insults and some mild violence, but there are times where she puts her insults aside and shows sympathy for people. The first time I saw that side of her was when I was in the eighth grade and I was struggling to do my assignments well not really I just ended up putting off all of my assignments and it was the end of the year. Either way she tried her best to get me to do my work even if she didn’t understand the assignment itself, she kept on trying to push me to do my work even if it meant bothering me during class or during lunch. Eventually I gave in and let her help me do my work.
Even though she focused mainly on me and put me as a bit of a priority she set aside her most of her work in the process. After my problems had been fixed and I was able to move on my cousin looked back at all of her work and saw how piled up it was and was now in danger of not being able to pass to the next grade. So in turn I repaid her in what she did to me and helped her do some of her work. There were even a few times where she would pretend as if she had it and tried to shoulder all the work. In the end, she stopped trying to get me to stop helping her and just let me help her with everything.
I’m glad what I’m writing is just an assignment, and that you’ll probably never see this, but what I really want to say is that I’m glad that we ended up not hating each other’s company, and were just able to fool around. Lastly, I know this may sound mushy and stuff to you, Rachel, but I love you, and I hope we end up staying as we usually have been, joking around and insulting each other. Either way, regardless of you saying you hate me or love me, I always will, so whether you like it or not you’re stuck with me for a long...long time.