June 15th, 1991
Surprisingly, I don't remember much about you when I first saw you. I can only recall pictures of me holding you. I don't think I felt jealous when you were born.
Vivid memories of you when we were young we us being dressed up by Mama. We shared a room together - you in the playpen, and me on the bed. We had such strict routine every day.
When we moved to Subang, we shared a room. I remembered being really excited when you first when to kindergarten.
When we moved to Labuan, we still shared a room, but I was getting annoyed because I wanted the room to myself. As we entered primary school, we would argue and quarrel till the dawn of day. At this point, I was really irritated with you and Tim. Sometimes I wished I was the only child. I got mad when mummy and daddy would give you and Tim something but not me. I remembered us arguing over who would wash the bathroom or who would vacuum. The chores that drove me up the wall. Most of the time, you would do my chores for me, but I never once thank you.
I never knew you thought I was perfect. I probably never even thought what it would feel like hearing people speak highly of your sister in front of you. It's funny that you mentioned about mummy and daddy speaking of me to others often. I never knew that. I have always thought that mummy and daddy were never proud of me because whatever I did, never seem to be at par with their standards. Those are memories now. However, I'm really humbled to read that you are proud to have me as your sister and how proud you were when we were in high school. Although every single teacher knows and talks about me, I want you to know that every teacher knows about you too. I would always talk to them about you and I believe they all cared and loved you as much as they loved and cared for me.
Yes, I miss those times very much.
I miss the times when you would irritate me.
I miss the times when you would tease me and make me mad.
I miss the times when I say I'll help you bake cookies; instead, I helped myself to the cookies you baked.
I miss the times when I'd asked you to wake me up; and you'll get all annoyed because I wouldn't wake up.
I miss the times when we'd secretly switched on the air condition and take an afternoon nap.
I miss the times when I'd sit and watch TV and you had to study ;)
I miss the times when we would watch CSI together. I miss the times when I'd come home and know that I'd find you in your room sleeping or studying, and I'd come in to your room and snuggle to sleep on your bed.
I miss the times when I can run into your room and say, "How do I look?" and your response would be, *eyes opened big* then laughed, and would say, "Jie, not nice." And then I'd frantically run back to my room yelling, "I have no clothes, I tell you. I need to go shopping!" [I have no fashion sense you see; unlike my sister]
I miss the times when we'd go shopping together.
I miss snuggling on the bed with you and read and cry together.
I miss the times when we would lay in bed at night in silence or when I'd talk and talk and talk and talk; and sometimes I think I talked to myself because you would have slept! ;)
I MISS SO MANY THINGS! I cannot wait to see you again and do all those things I miss so much.
Looking back, my life is made so much more meaningful and colorful with you. You're so quiet, yet you caused a chaos in my life that changed me forever.
I want you to know that I LOVE YOU LOTS, and I MISS YOU!
I want you to know that no matter what, I am proud of you.
Although we're far away, you're always in my heart. Many things remind me of you. :) Being here has made me appreciate you (and everyone else back home) even more.
I can't wait to see you -- hopefully during my convocation :)
PS: I need more self portrait pics of you *wink, wink*
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Surprisingly, I don't remember much about you when I first saw you. I can only recall pictures of me holding you. I don't think I felt jealous when you were born.
Vivid memories of you when we were young we us being dressed up by Mama. We shared a room together - you in the playpen, and me on the bed. We had such strict routine every day.
When we moved to Subang, we shared a room. I remembered being really excited when you first when to kindergarten.
When we moved to Labuan, we still shared a room, but I was getting annoyed because I wanted the room to myself. As we entered primary school, we would argue and quarrel till the dawn of day. At this point, I was really irritated with you and Tim. Sometimes I wished I was the only child. I got mad when mummy and daddy would give you and Tim something but not me. I remembered us arguing over who would wash the bathroom or who would vacuum. The chores that drove me up the wall. Most of the time, you would do my chores for me, but I never once thank you.
I never knew you thought I was perfect. I probably never even thought what it would feel like hearing people speak highly of your sister in front of you. It's funny that you mentioned about mummy and daddy speaking of me to others often. I never knew that. I have always thought that mummy and daddy were never proud of me because whatever I did, never seem to be at par with their standards. Those are memories now. However, I'm really humbled to read that you are proud to have me as your sister and how proud you were when we were in high school. Although every single teacher knows and talks about me, I want you to know that every teacher knows about you too. I would always talk to them about you and I believe they all cared and loved you as much as they loved and cared for me.
Yes, I miss those times very much.
I miss the times when you would irritate me.
I miss the times when you would tease me and make me mad.
I miss the times when I say I'll help you bake cookies; instead, I helped myself to the cookies you baked.
I miss the times when I'd asked you to wake me up; and you'll get all annoyed because I wouldn't wake up.
I miss the times when we'd secretly switched on the air condition and take an afternoon nap.
I miss the times when I'd sit and watch TV and you had to study ;)
I miss the times when we would watch CSI together. I miss the times when I'd come home and know that I'd find you in your room sleeping or studying, and I'd come in to your room and snuggle to sleep on your bed.
I miss the times when I can run into your room and say, "How do I look?" and your response would be, *eyes opened big* then laughed, and would say, "Jie, not nice." And then I'd frantically run back to my room yelling, "I have no clothes, I tell you. I need to go shopping!" [I have no fashion sense you see; unlike my sister]
I miss the times when we'd go shopping together.
I miss snuggling on the bed with you and read and cry together.
I miss the times when we would lay in bed at night in silence or when I'd talk and talk and talk and talk; and sometimes I think I talked to myself because you would have slept! ;)
I MISS SO MANY THINGS! I cannot wait to see you again and do all those things I miss so much.
Looking back, my life is made so much more meaningful and colorful with you. You're so quiet, yet you caused a chaos in my life that changed me forever.
I want you to know that I LOVE YOU LOTS, and I MISS YOU!
I want you to know that no matter what, I am proud of you.
Although we're far away, you're always in my heart. Many things remind me of you. :) Being here has made me appreciate you (and everyone else back home) even more.
I can't wait to see you -- hopefully during my convocation :)
PS: I need more self portrait pics of you *wink, wink*
Click Here
1 comment:
LOL, that pic of me is funny. haha. i look so diff with long and tied hair. hehe. anyway, yea hope i could go canada after SPM or proly when u graduate ;)
love hugs n kisses!
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