Jay Chou - Faraway

I was organising my folders and found this.

The moment I heard this song, I knew I had fallen in love. It's a beautiful piece and it's these types of songs (Faraway, Hair Like Snow etc) that makes me love Jay Chou. I haven't been listening to him in recent years and I attribute that to his music experiments. I like the fact that he's trying to develop himself as an artist, but I firmly believe that these songs best showcase his talents.

Amazing how after all these years, I can still sing to this.

Family Dinner

Last Sunday, my family had an overdue family dinner. After much deliberation, we ended up eating at Gold Leaf because Hoa Tran was too full.  I used the term "overdue" because we used to eat together every Sunday, but changes in our life has made that near impossible.

My father works as a baker, so he works at night and sleeps during the day. My mother works in a bakery, so she works in the early morning till late afternoon. By the time she gets home, she's too tired to do anything. This pretty much explains why my father does all the house work. I help whenever I can.

Whilst my father works everyday, my mother gets a break on Sunday. But even then, our Sundays are usually filled with church and family gatherings at my grandma's house. Knowing this, I tend to leave my Sundays free for my family.

Anywho, during this family dinner, I asked my parents why they never call to check up on me or my sister when we go out with our friends. They reasoned that they've raised us well with a moral compass and know not to get involved with drugs, alcohol etc. When I was younger, I always told my parents the details of my outing - the who, what, where. If I was ever planning on staying later than usual, I would give them a call. Because of this, my parents trust me to be sensible and have faith that I would always do the right thing. They've also met Anna and Kim, with no objections to their characters, so they trust that I've made the "right" sort of friends.

I felt really proud to hear my parents explain all that to me. I've always had a feeling that that was the case, but to hear it out loud was... rewarding. It's not everyday that I get them to say that they're proud of me as a person and who I've become.

Later on during dinner, I asked my father how he met my mother. My mother has told me the story countless times, but I wanted him to tell it to me this time. My siblings and I laughed so badly when he just summed up their meeting, whereas my mother goes into minute details.

According to my father, he knew my mother because they lived in the same neighbourhood and were in the same parish church. Yep. Short and Simple. On the other hand...

According to my mother, my father was mesmerised by her and asked around for her name. After that, they became friends and he would follow her around. She was 13 when this happened. At that time, they both had "fanclubs" or admirers of their own. My father would have a flock of girls waiting outside his house to follow him to school. Unfortunately for them, he only had eyes for my mother hehe~ (Random fact: They had their first kiss at around 20 years old).

From this, my mother deviated and just boasted how good looking my father was back in the day. He paid her the same compliment. Eventually, this lead to her speech about how her kids are just as pretty and handsome because we had such beautiful parents. LOL. This also meant that there are no worries about any of us being switched from birth, since we resemble our parents too much (she watches A LOT of Korean dramas. HAHAHA. This was her way of poking fun at the overuse of kids being switched at birth.)

That's pretty much all I can remember right now.

Bye~

Train ride home

On the 16th of May, I caught the train home with my friend Tina Luu. We decided to skip Anatomy because we had more urgent matters to attend to. Plus, it's a subject that's more beneficial when you listen to the lecture at your own leisure since you have the opportunity to go over everything! Lecturers try to cram in everything as fast as possible, and as a consequence, you're bombarded with so much information that you tend to miss out on important details since you're so busy trying to keep up.

On this very day, we met a peculiar woman. After she got onto the train, she was banging on the windows, trying to get the attention of her friend, who happened to be on the next platform. I do not know if she managed to succeed in her plan, but she surely had the attention of every passenger on the carriage. She was apologetic when she realised what she had done. From this, she stuck up a conversation with us.

For the reminder of the trip, she was constantly admiring how "gorgeous" we were. After the initial praise and compliments, she started to share some details about her life. Like how she nearly died giving birth to her youngest daughter. How her son has a girlfriend that resembles me. How her father used to call her baby cheeks, which was what she was calling us. As my friend and I stood up to leave, she told us to stay together, to look after one another and know what's truly important.

From what I can remember, she carried alcohol (probably wine) in her bag. Her hair was a mess and her skin was dry and pale. I remember thinking that she looked as if life had dealt her a bad set of cards, but she's done everything to her abilities to deal with it. She's had a harsh life but her genuine love for her children, which seems to be the only thing that's keeping her alive, was palpable.

I hope that this lady has found peace in her life and is truly happy. I would also like to thank her for sharing a bit of herself to random strangers. There are many reasons why she struck a conversation with my friend and I. She may have been lonely and needed to talk to someone or she was just very open about herself. Either way, I admire her for sharing such intimite details about her life. It takes such courage to share something about yourself without worrying about other people's opinion.

GIF GALORE

Yesterday night, I was in a gif frenzy. Instead of making more gifs of dramas, I decided to dig up old videos of my friends. After making a few, I realised that this is what I should be doing. Gif-ing special moments of my friends. There will always be people willing to make gifs of dramas and movies, but who will make gifs of my friends? Below are the gifs I have made last night. If I can find more videos, I'll probably make more :D

Year 9 Maths Enchancent
What are you doing Tina and Fiona?!

Crazy Wings at the City
A scary endurance test.

Year 11 - Waiting for the bus at Glen Waverly
Why is this trolley moving by itself? Is it haunted?!

Year 11 - on the bus from Glen Waverly
Anna gets her revenge

Year 8 Brigidine Day
Why is Lisa shooting at the camera?!

Having fun camwhoring at Kim's house

Year 12 PD day
Lisa and Alyssa's attempt to dance

Year 12 PD day
Why hello there Janani!

Year 12 PD day
Being dragged by Tina to the lockers while singing

Ice-skating with a bunch of noobs
I was the only one that didn't fall!

Tuyen's 18th birthday
Why is she always laughing? :/

SHINHWA IS BACK.

I've waited 4 YEARS to say this -

SHINHWA IS BACK BITCHES!

Yeah, not very eloquent but I don't care.

Music represents different things for all of us, but there's probably always a song that will remind you of a key moment of your past. A song that may be flawed but is precious to you for reasons unknown. Or maybe it's the artist themselves that have spoken to your very soul that endears them to you.

There have only been 2 groups that I care for on a personal level. My interest for them stems further than just their music. Sometimes I think it's unhealthy to care for an artist beyond their music and take an interest to other aspects of their lives; but it's part of the fan culture breed in kpop. The way in which kpop is conducted unconsciously creates this belief that you share a certain bond with an artist. This probably explains why some fans are willing to spend most of their income (if not all) and time on these artists. (I'll stop here or else I'll ramble on. Maybe I'll make a post about my insight of kpop another day)

Anyway, SHINHWA and DBSK are the only groups that I care for on an intimate level. I follow many other groups but Shinhwa and DBSK will always have my loyalty. Sure, things are complicated with DBSK right now, but when they come back, I'll be there to cheer them on. Which is exactly the case for Shinhwa right now.

They have been inactive for 4 years, and in terms of kpop that's a lifetime. Most groups can't survive unless they do continuous promotions in kpop; which I believe is due to the fast-paced and ever-changing world of kpop. Fans have short attention spans because kpop is just saturated with idols right now. If you disappear, another will surely come to replace you. To last in kpop, you need to be unique and stand out among your fellow peers.

And well, Shinhwa definitely fits that criteria at least. But it's what Shinhwa has gone through, together, that has me loyal to them. They will always have my respect and admiration.

This is how my adoration for Shinhwa began.

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I was around 9-10 years old when I was first introduced to Shinhwa. Their existence was made known thanks to my cousins who were into kpop at that time. They shared with me songs from many other groups that are now considered legends by today's standards. However, they were just another idol group back then.

Out of all the songs that I heard, it was Shinhwa's Perfect Man that I took a strong liking too. And that, my friends, is how my love affair for them began. It shouldn't be too surprising when I admit that despite whatever awesome new material Shinhwa may ever release, Perfect Man will stand at the top as my favourite song. It will stand there, full of pride, and serve as a reminder of all the sentimental feelings and memories that is attached to it.

Of course, one song does not warrant undying and unconditional love. (This is probably where the kpop fan culture comes into play). My love for them was cemented when I started having access to their appearances on variety shows and reading articles about them. Through these various medias, I saw for myself their souls laid bear for anyone who cared to see. I saw just how much their group and members meant to them that they went through extremes to protect and save what they deem as the most precious thing in their lives. They fought for everything most groups took for granted and against everyone who didn't believe in them.

It is for their perseverance, music and brotherhood (which is so much more than fanservice) that I hold them with utmost adoration and awe.

Therefore, after 4 years serving their country, they are back. And this girl right here is one freaking happy fangirl.

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I.T. FREAK

Back in the good old days, I used to play around with the computer a lot. I would download a bunch of programs and test them out. Eventually, I'll find one that I'm satisfied with and the one that would give me the least problems.

And then, my appreciation for KPOP started. Man did my world explode.

I remember back in those days, not many videos were subbed. Even if they were, they were usually soft-subbed. As I started liking groups that were lesser known (read- non-idols), the more I wanted to learn about their music and maybe watch them on some shows if I'm lucky enough.

Unfortunately, those stuff were scarce. So I thought I'll just start subbing with raw videos and translations for my own benefit. I never released my work because I was always using someone else's translations. Of course, I would always credit them in my videos.

But the process of learning how the subbing process worked, and to actually do them myself, was tiring and a lot of work. A lot of stuff went wrong (like the codec not being recognised, audio not being in sync etc) but for some reason I just continued with it.

Maybe it was because I had nothing else better to do. Maybe it was because I always wanted to complete something I started.

Eventually I got the hang of timing, type setting, qc-ing and encoding. But I was always a perfectionist when it came to my work, so I would watch the video, find mistakes and encode everything again. I think for a drama (~1hr 10min) it would take me 3.5 hours to complete the subbing process (if I didn't have to do the timing myself). And that's without me having to do translations.

If I did have to time, then it would probably take me 5-15+ hours (depending on length of video). Thankfully I never really challenged myself to do a drama. Plus I didn't really need to since all subbing groups release their subtitles already timed (duh! :P)

Anyway, I started subbing again. I'm currently watching a Chinese drama (Jade Palace Lock Heart - I LOVE YOU 8TH PRINCE!!). My TV can play the subtitles without any problems, but the thing is, Chinese dramas for some reason tend to have their own subtitles encoded in the video. It's broadcasted that way so there's not way I can get rid of them.

Now, imagine reading white-coloured English subtitles ontop of white-coloured Chinese subititles. Such bliss isn't it?

So yeah, my sister and I eventually got fed up so I decided to start hard-subbing them. It's been so long that I was scared I wouldn't be able do it right. Now, I would like to share some images and terms... hahaha :D

- TERMS -

soft-subs: videos with the subtitles separate (ie. a subtitle file like SRT, ASS etc)
hard-subs: videos with the subtitles encoded on them


subbing: the process of encoding subtitles onto the video
raw video: the video by itself, no subtitles
timing: timing when someone speaks, line for line


type setting:set subtitle style (font, size, colour, alignment etc)
quality control: checking whether everything was right and accurate as possible
encoding: putting everything together - video and subtitles

Teresa Teng - Tian Mi Mi

First Year of Uni - Last Days

During the final week of uni, I went about taking pictures with the new friends I made with a polaroid. That's right! I HAVE UNI FRIENDS! MHAHAHA. I think I've made a lot more friends in semester 2 than I did in semester 1. I reckon it's because of OPTICS. Compared to my other classes, Optics is by far the smallest - with only 20-30 people rocking up to lectures.

Luckily, I met some of these people in semester 1 and semester 2 gave me a chance to get to know them more. This is the case for Julie, Tina, Amanda, Theresa (I don't think they really count, cause you know, Springvale people after all :D), Kevin, Cameron, Nikki, Carnation, Katrina, Nancy and Diane. However, I didn't get to see a lot of the friends I made in semester 1 like Kim, Thomas and Edip. I wish I had thought of the idea to use my polaroid to take pictures in the last week in semester 1. Now I'll never have the chance to :(

Anywho, here are most of the polaroids that I took. I edited them a bit, but who cares :P



1st row: Carnation, Sam, Triple S
2nd row: Theresa, Nancy and Katrina, Julie
3rd row: Tina, Cameron, Sharon
4th row: Nikki, Sandra, Amanda
5th row: ME, Kevin, Jason
6th row - people I wanted to take a picture with: Kim, Thomas, Edip, Khiang, Adrianne, Harin, Diane, Vanessa, this girl from Physics x2.

I'm getting better at using the right settings when taking pictures now! So yeah, at first, a lot of them turned out darker than I would have liked...but at least I've learnt from my mistakes. And errr, sometimes I'm not looking at the camera cause I'm concentrating on pressing the button. It didn't work sometimes so I thought there was something wrong :(

Oh! I took a picture with my lecturer! MHAHAHA. What can I say? I'm a teacher's pet even in uni keke.

I feel old...

They were so bulky! I actually have this monitor, it's a Mitsubishi.

It's made from wood and it's got the pretty dials. That's my TV alright!

During my OPTICS classes, my lecturer has gone through technologies such as televisions, projectors, cameras etc. Essentially, anything that involves optics and light. He generally goes through the history or timeline of these products and then continue with the technological advances that have taken place.

I find it amusing that I actually still have a lot of the 'old' technologies lying around my house. Like how my dad still has his film camera back from the late 1980s-early 1990s. IT STILL WORKS! He actually forgot to develop my Holy Communion pictures so when he finally got around to doing it (4-5 years too late dad!), the film was partially damaged. And then there are CRT TVs and computer! I'm suprised that I still have them.

The CRT computer is running on Windows 98. Oh yeah, it's that old. As for for the CRT TV, I had 2 but now we only have one. The one we chucked out was really really really old though. As in, it was made out of WOOD! WOOOOOD!

Oh, there's also the VHS :D

Anywho, I feel old whenever I think of this stuff. But at least I have memories of these items. Kids these days will grow up without probably ever seeing any of these items in real life. Instead, they'll be stuck looking at pictures and just think -'man is my lecturer old'

Year 08

I loved Year 8 classes. I pretty much ace-ed them all. I didn't really do any work for maths for half the year since I was a freak and did all the set questions for the year. So yeah, Mr Booth just let me do my own thing for half the year. I usually spent my time working on problems from the year 9 textbook.

Like I said, I was a freak.

IT was my second favourite. I loved pretty much everything that we did in that class. Best part was learning how to use HTML. *wipes tears away* Such a life changing experience. I ended up making my own websites and created the HTML and graphics for it (often from scratch). I've since moved on from those HTML-obsessed days but it was awesome while it lasted.

I'm still upset over losing the website that I made in year 8. It was dedicated to my love for Ouran High School (Koukou) Host Club. I remember watching it raw on youtube (back when youtube actually let anime be hosted on it...) and just spazzed over anything related to my dear manga/anime.

Anyway, we had to learn how to make GIFs also. I reckon my GIF was pretty awesome. It incorporated my love for Ouran and Harry Potter pretty nicely in my opinion (LIES! XD). Here it is :D

the magical things i find

Once again I've been cleaning my room. I wouldn't have to clean it so often if I actually had the proper storage space to put all my stuff. But unfortunately, I don't...so every 3-4 weeks I'm cleaning my room. I usually just throw things around because I'm still unusally unsure where to put it. Also, I've got waaaay to many stuff. I've gotten rid of quite a lot of it, 5 plastic bags full to be exact, and the rest is for me to sort out and figure what I should do with it.

I keep alot of stuff for "memory sake". And then there's also my books from year 3 - university. I really don't want to part with them. It's fun looking back on them and seeing how much of a Harry Potter freak I was. Every imaginative story I had to write included wizards, witches, dragons, spells, magic. And well, looking at my hand-writing change is always fun.

Now, for some crap in my room :D

I had to throw Bilpsey out. I made her in year 11 when I was studying for Methods. I can't remember why I kept her for so long, but she's in the bin now. She's going to a place where she can meet her ancestors - the egg carton.







And my beloved Harry Potter wands. For three weeks I've been walking all the way to Springvale South just so I can get my hands on them. I can't wait to be able to dress up and use them. I finally have the Elder wand, which means I'm INVINCIBLE! MHAHHAHA.





This is the awesome and incredible rubber bands that I've kept for 4 years. We (me, Lisa, Tuyen, Pauline (?)) had to measure out how many rubber bands to use to safely let "Barbie" touch the ground. My group won (YAAAY). We were the closest to the ground whereas everyone else hit the ground. We wouldn't want that would we? So yeah, I've kept them for a pretty long time. Now I'm gonna pass it on to Tuyen before we dispose of it.

habits of mind and our homeroom gift

Another sheet that Mr O shared with my Yr 11 homeroom. I managed to find the sheet online :O

So here's the link to have a look (downloadable pdf - look for summary poster). But I'm just gonna do a summary of the summary of it. I love lists. They're so organised :D

Thanks to www.habitsofmind.org

1. Persisting
2. Managing implusivity
3. Listening with understanding and empathy
4. Thinking flexibly
5. Thinking about your thinking (metacognition)
6. Striving for accuracy
7. Questing and problem posing
8. Applying past knowledge to new situations
9. Thinking and communicating with clarity and precision
10. Gather data through all senses
11. Creating, imagining and innovating
12. Responding with wonderment and awe
13. Taking responsible risks
14. Finding humour
15. Thinking independently
16. Remaining open to continuous learning

And, at the end of the year, when each homeroom teacher needed to .... compliment their respective homeroom, Mr O wrote us a poem. He printed it on nice paper and I swear I'll get around to laminating it one day!



Ode to St Angela's 2009

Now there's no one sweeter than our Bonita
And Maureen is everyone's mate
Sam is either hyper or asleep
Anna's a thinker who is deep
And Monica reckons she's "the Great"
Emma is a gemma
Jenny Thai is nice and shy
Quesion: Now if someone goes out with Janani
Should her name be changed to Jananme
Morgan is always smiling and glowing,
And a nose ring on Nicole is always showing,
There's always a grin on Sophia Nguyen?
But is there anyone as fair as Claire?
Is there any jewellery with as much bling?
As Shannen Wickremasinghe?
We must confessa we all love Tessa
And Ana is a boomer
I can't tell the difference between the Watson twins
But I love Aliesha's dry sense of humour
Catherin tells me where to go
And then what to do
And if I want another opinion
Lillian always gives me her point of Vu
I'm not being silly, but where is Lily?
When I got assigned to year eleven
I wasn't sure of what would be hell or heaven
And I don't want to turn this into a farce
But St Angela has got to be the best class!

- Class Teacher: P O'Neil 2009 -

thanks mr o

I've been cleaning through my pile of worksheets, books and whatnot throughout the years. I found this in my homeroom section from Year 11. Still remember the homeroom periods that I had in that year. Mr O really took care of us and tried to inform us and encourage us for the future and of course, at that time, the struggles of VCE.

He told us the story of a man and his persistence and perseverance towards his goal.I remember sitting there being in awe of this man. I'm pretty sure Anna was as well...HAHA. Anyway, here's what Mr O shared to the class, and since I'm gonna throw the sheet away, I wanted to type it up so I've got it somewhere.


"Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence.

Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent.

Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.

Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts.

Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.

The slogan "PRESS ON" has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race"

- Calvin Coolidge -

Disney - Somewhere Out There

Somewhere out there,
Beneath the pale moonlight,
Someone's thinking of me,
And loving me tonight.

Somewhere out there,
Someone's saying a prayer,
That we'll find one another,
In that big somewhere out there.

And even though I know how very far apart we are,
It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star,
And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby,
It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky!

Somewhere out there,
If love can see us through,
Then we'll be together,
Somewhere out there,
Out where dreams
Come true...

I've got very fond memories attached to this song. In year 3, the choir (which I was apart of) sang this song for a competition. We travelled for about 4 hours from Albany to Perth. The bus had its quirks, like an awesome TV :D, but it was hanging out with my friends that was best. It's been 8 years since I've last seen them...I wonder how they're going.

I've thought about stalking them on Facebook.. HAHA..but remembered that the Internet may not be...errr...highly accessible? I don't think most people in Albany use the Internet. Heck, I only found out what it was when I came back to Melbourne. I remember we used to just go to the beach, go to people's houses, play cricket, go fishing etc. Typically Aussie stuff :D

But yeah..I love this song.

CODE G?

I completely forgot the meaning of this word...even though Kim told me the meaning yesterday. But it came up today, so I got home and searched it up.

Code G = Booty Call

I'm pretty sure I'm going to forget it soon. It's not really something I'll remember, especially since I doubt I'll ever use it. Apart from being around Kim and Anna, I doubt I'll ever have to know the meaning of this word.

Since I can't have my own dislike button...

I made an image so that I can use it. I was prompted to make this awesome image because my Appa is leaving me for a month. He's going overseas *booo!!* but he promises to buy a present *yay~~~!!*

IMG URL for future use: http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/4558/36933942.png

triple s

TRIPLE S....501!

Haha, sorry...that's really lame T_T"

So yeah, this post is dedicated to two people - Anna and Kim. This picture doesn't even begin to describe just how crazy, mental and weird we are.

Sigh...Anna really does love Sonny Jr too much T_T

My hair = Anna's future wig ;D

I don't think I'll ever forget the day I met Anna. I was in year 6 and we met during orientation day. She called me Sapphire...and I've never gotten over it XD I think what bonded us together in the beginning was anime and manga. Chobits to be more precise. Funny how it hasn't really changed. But instead of Chobits, we're all over Skip Beat (REN ♥).

Don't really know how we became close. I do remember sitting next to Anna for a period of time. Man was that fun/awesome. Since its been so long, I can't remember much...but it was how I began calling her "Queen Bee" and pestered her with " where is your King Bee?" Our lockers were next to each other too....HAHAHA. Anna couldn't escape from me even if she wanted too XD

I remember sticking really close to her in year 8. Whenever I wanted to go somewhere, whenever I wanted to do something, she's the first one I ask. We went to all sorts of places... but because of our great sense of direction, we ended up lost somehow. We always managed to find our way back, but it doesn't change the fact that we pressed all the buttons at the crossing and followed the path where the green man lighted up first. From that, we got awesome coffee, the memory of a reindeer with its tongue sticking out and heaps more.

YES. KIM IS CRAZY!!!

Just look at that...stupid big eyes and eyeliner.

I've always remembered Kim as "the one who's always late." Sure, she was only late during the first day of school, but its forever burned into memory. Funny how by mid-year, Kim and I were always at school at around 7.30am. I still remember how crazy my mum thought I was. Imagine what she'll think if she knew Kim was with me. Two crazy idiots together.

We bonded over Harry Potter ♥ She ended up being Harry Potter's sister. The idiot somehow scratched herself and left a mark in the shape of a lightning bolt. HAHA. Where are your round cellotaped glasses Kim?! :D She started sitting next to me in Science after the Year 7 Orientation Camp. I had grown distant with my ex-"best friend". After that, it was history. We became awesome friends and still are.

Although we went through a rough patch in year 8, all is fine and well now. Year 9 was probably the year I stuck really close to her. We were in the same homeroom...so we naturally sat next to each other. Whenever there was a task that needed us to pair up, we immediately knew who our partner was with a single nodge as a signal.

Year 9 was also the year when I was the most...craziest over DBSK. I think Kim dealt with this obessession the most compared to everyone else. Even when she was overseas, she couldn't escape. HAHA. She came back with this big massive huggable pig. It was so big I could hardly fit it into my bag and just carried it home. I used to use it as a punching bag when I was upset...but its just in my cupboard now.

I think this represents us as a whole. LOLS.
Anna is stonned. Kim is crazy. And I'm the spoilt brat :D


We all look crazy. Enough said.

I think we're really simple. We're friends who have been tied together since year 7. That's about 5 years of history. We've had our highs and our lows, but in the end, we're still together. And I think that's what truly counts.

I find it awesome how we've lasted for so long. What's even more awesome is that we compliment each other. What one of us lacks, another makes up for it. For example, Kim is really knowledgable in social studies thanks to HHD, Legal and wikipedia-ing. It makes up for my lack of knowledge in the area because I'm more focused on Mathematics and Science.

We have fun at school whilst all the serious business are reserved for outings.

We became sisters who started recruiting brothers.

We each had our own name.

Sakii

Sushi (Sissy)

Shoharu.


We are TRIPLE S

I wrote this really late...so I'll come back and edit in the future. Maybe add a bit more stuff..I don't know yet. All I know is that I want to sleep~~

My Sister ♥

Because our birthdays were always so close, we tend to celebrate it together. Look at me, trying to cut the cake while she's just licking off the cream. Hehe, but I'm the princess with the crown :D


I'm not gonna lie here, I look really really freaky. Dunno what on Earth I was doing or thinking. My sister looks as cute as ever in that oversized jumper that she's in. As weird as her expression may be, she's still adorable to me~ Haha, never knew I was such a girl. Guess that's why Daddy wanted me to start wearing more girly clothes now...

My little sister. The one's who born 10 days before my birthday. We're only separated by 355 days. Every year, we're the same age for 10 days. She's taller than me now. But I've gotten much louder than her. I think I've always been the louder one. But she's always been the prettier and cuter one.

When asked who my best/closest friend is, my instant reply would be my sister. There's no denying that we're close. When we're outside together, people would think that we're really close friends. They never guessed that we were related, let alone being sisters. Funny how we used to be mistaken as twins when we were younger...not so much anymore.

She's been apart of my life for the longest time. Even from my earliest memory, it's with her. I tell her everything. Anything that's on my mind. Whenever something is troubling me. When I need to make a decision. She's who I turn to. It's habitual and it'll never change.

We've been through everything together. It's natural for me to go home and see her at the end of the day and just relax. She's a source of comfort for me and I know that I am for her too.

There's so much history between us that I hope I'll never forget it. I know that I have lost quite a lot of the childhood memories that we've made together, but at least I have vague recollections.

I'll always remember how we were at a Springvale, and some little boy decided to pick on her. Before he could do anything to her again, I punched him and proceeded with a kick. I felt proud of myself because I could protect her. I was able to protect something very dear and important to me. I swore from that day on, I wouldn't let anyone hurt her...physically.

But my dear sister, the one who always lends me her ear, who never fails to make me laugh, you make my day. My day feels incomplete without you in it. When you leave for camp, I have to remind myself that you're coming back. I love to annoy the heck out of you. I love to see your expressions. I love to be of support for you. I love you ♥