Blood is thicker than water
I'm currently at my grandparent's house in KL, sitting in front of the MAC while eating a Pop tart. I came back to pick up my ATM card that has been delayed for weeks. Now the card is safely tucked inside my wallet, waiting to be shoved into a machine for money withdrawal. Lets hope that the act of shoving my card into a machine doesn' t turn into a habit.
The first to greet me yesterday night when I arrived home was my younger sister. It was a relieve to see her. I know it's been a week since I last saw her but she is the person I miss the most when I'm at KMM. There were a lot of things during my childhood that were never constant due to the fact that I have divorced parents. But I can truly say that my sister is the most constant thing or person in my life.
She was fortunate enough to get the modern name of Nasha while I got a very traditional name. But almost everyone outside my family calls me Shana. So people always assume that my sister and I are twins with anagrammatic names. Plus we look like carbon copies of each other. The diferrence is that she's taller and lighter while I'm shorter and darker.
It was nice to tell her all the interesting tales of college life especially the ones involving the ravishing men of KMM. She's quite frustrated at the fact that I can be close with many boys and still keep my emotions in check. She on the other hand easily fall for the charm of men. Apart from my college stories, she also kept me in the loop with the dramas of my former high school, Convent Bukit Nanas. It seems like that place ever seems to run short of theatrics.
We went to Pavilion together and watched Drag Me To Hell with dad. When we got home, our usual activity of sitting down in our room and talking would resume. Then she would pick up the guitar, play a familiar tune and ask me to sing in my horrible voice. When there are no more songs to sings , she would start singing the song that she wrote a couple of weeks ago. I helped her with the lyrics of the song and until now, I haven't fully grasped the fact that it's an awesome song.
Well, I'm going back to Melaka tomorrow. Thats all about my annoying younger sister. Behave yourselves, people!
Embracing the symphony of: You're not sorry (CSI remix) by Taylor Swift
Hasta Luego!
hmmm yeah, it's nothing like spending time with siblings...
ReplyDeletep.s. you gals really do look alike;-)
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ReplyDeletei agree... i remember the time when i came home fr hostel n updated my sis on my skool, i literally talked non-stop for the nite up till in my dream!?
ReplyDeleteMs.Pahmi