Frustrated

Is there any particular reason my brother is incapable of talking to me-ever? I mean, really. It is not that hard to pick up the freakin' phone and talk for a couple minutes. Everyone is telling me that he's a fish, he has no time, cut him some slack, blah, blah, blah.....the next person that says something like that to me, I am going to burst into tears, after I jack them in the face. I was a fish, remember?? Been there, done that, don't talk to me like I don't know what is going on. He talks to his girlfriend plenty, (not that it's her fault, it's just that I think I should at least have a place on the priority list, somewhere). I try my best to be a good sister, I avoid his stupid upperclassmen, I never go into his dorm (he hates that), I try not to ask to much, I'm nice to his buddies....I just want a phone call every now and then. At least pretend I matter. Fake it. He told me he would be at devo last week (because we didn't have lunch on that Thursday like we were supposed to, Thursday lunch has happened a grand total of twice), and then didn't show up. But I went to a campaign meeting 10 minutes afterwards, and there he was...I was so mad. I couldn't even speak to him. I see what's important now. If you are reading this, pray for me to be patient and kind-hearted towards my little brother.....I feel neither of those things right now.