As I look back into the past, as I try to grasp upon each and every thought that I thought of to be precious, it's so hard...It's true that memories should be kept and recorded down, maybe not everyday but at least those happy memories that occur to you. One day I might be senile and old...one day I will die but I really hope that I will carry fondful memories with me wherever I go. Maybe that's what's keeping me going. The spirit of life, the cheerful cells in my pea-size brain that will never fail to put a smile back onto my face whenever I am down.
Surprise why am I say all these because I suddenly thought of the close ones in my family. As I miss tugging onto the pants of my dad's, I miss him carrying me on his shoulders while he piggy- backed me, I miss the laughter that he always brings out from us, I miss the way he throws the cane into the bin whenever mum got angry with us, I miss the jealousy I get whenever he dotes too much on lil sis... I miss...I miss...all these seems to be fading...I hope I am wrong. As I hope, I pray. Is this wish too much?
Sometimes I do miss bickering with my sis, I miss the cat fights that we use to have. Hair pulling, slapping, beating, those childish fights that siblings always have. As you recall, you will regret doing all those stuff...all those nonsense that kids do.
But today, things have changed, my sis consults me on stuff more often. She's still rebellious but at least she listens, i no longer regards her as a mean sis who always scolds me for nothing. No matter how she bombards me with her sacarscism, I will not throw back at her but just take it all in and give out a dumb smile or fake laughter. Or the best thing I can do is keep mum about it, roll eyes and ask her to shut up. You may think that not fighting back is weak but I feel that after fighting back and all quarrels starts again; that makes me weaker...so i don't see a point in it to geting back at her.
One day while she was blogging I asked her why don't she blog about me? She replied and said she was blogging about it now. What you blog about? I asked. Luv you lo..My heart melted eventhough I laugh it off in front of her. I went back to bed and as I pull up the covers, i smiled and fell soundly asleep...
