My sister has been home for almost a week already, and fair enough, she's jet lagged and adjusting to the weather, but that doesn't excuse yourself! You're home now, meaning you should start cleaning up after yourself like you haven't been gone for freaking 3 months!
But at the same time, it a plus for me, because now I can bludge away like she was never gone for 3 months and neglect my chores =P .. Kidding! ahahahaha
Showing posts with label sisters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sisters. Show all posts
May 24, 2010
May 10, 2010
One more week ...
In about a week, my sister finally gets home form her worldwide adventure! Well not really worldwide, more like .. majority of South America and Canada and the Philippines. And to be honest, I'm actually looking forward to her coming back home. It's kinda been a lonely three months without her in the house. I hate to admit it, but it sucked not being able to talk one-on-one with my sister about work, things going on in work ;), uni and how much I hate it right now, you know the usual. Pro's of her gone, I get to borrow her clothes without her knowing (shhhh*) and I get to temporarily use her room and my hideout/study area. What sucks now, is that I gotta clean it up in a weeks time before she gets home so it looks it I was never in her room ;).
But in a week, my friend Linda from work goes off to Iraq, forever =(. I remember the very first day I met Linda at work. Everything that came out of that girls mouth was a complete lie! "Marcelle's my mum", "I go to university, I'm in my second year", "I'm 18 years old", that girl is such a crack up! She taught me pretty much everything. I remember when we were in the freezer stacking chips, she told me that Marcelle was like her mother/sister, that they have a special bond between the two of them. It was kinda cute.
I honestly used to hate working with Linda. Her constant yelling and swearing pissed the hell out of me. The woman had no respect what so ever! But I soon realised she was pretty funny when she wasn't screaming at me, calling me a motherfu**er blah blah blah and what not, soon realised to get over it and get used to it, thats what makes Linda funny =P. I am really going to miss that motherfunker =(.
LOVE YOU LINDA, GONNA MISS YOU 69 ='(
Feb 23, 2010
One Week Down, Who Know's How Many More To Go
My sister has been gone for about a week and a bit on her trip around South America. She regularly updates me with photos from her trip, the places she sees, the people she meets, the clothes she is wearing and the things she buys me, and I am UBERLY jealous.
She gets to spend three months travelling from beach to beach, meeting hot British tourists, dancing the streets of Rio, while I have to start uni next week. This sucks!
I've always wanted to go around the world, solo. Experiencing new cultures, meeting new people and coming home with a refreshed new perspective on life. My eyes have just been open to Blacktown and nothing really much beyond it. The furthest I've been without my parents has been up the coast. But maybe in a few years time, when I've got a stable job and finished my degree, I will embark on my own worldwide journey.
My sister's trips is pretty much all in South America, apart from the occassional stop over in Denver, Canada and the Philippines. But if I was to customize my own trip I'd like to go at least one country per continent.
I've heard so much about Thailand. A lot of people I know have gone to Thailand and came back saying how awesome it is, how blue the water is, how the parties go off and how many prostitutes and hookers there are on the streets. Besides, everything is cheap cheap cheap over there! I SO WANNA GO!!!
Whenever someone asks me where in the world do I want to travel to, I always seem to say Germany. I don't know exactly why, maybe its the history part of it all, or the breathtaking scenary, or the outrageous drinking fests they have over there or a combination of all, it just sounds so lovely.
Being an absolutely Disney crackwhore, I HAVE, repeat, HAVE to go to Disneyland in America. Without a doubt, my life will not be complete unless I go to Disneyland. I have a list of what I plan to do in America, if I was to go.
She gets to spend three months travelling from beach to beach, meeting hot British tourists, dancing the streets of Rio, while I have to start uni next week. This sucks!
I've always wanted to go around the world, solo. Experiencing new cultures, meeting new people and coming home with a refreshed new perspective on life. My eyes have just been open to Blacktown and nothing really much beyond it. The furthest I've been without my parents has been up the coast. But maybe in a few years time, when I've got a stable job and finished my degree, I will embark on my own worldwide journey.
My sister's trips is pretty much all in South America, apart from the occassional stop over in Denver, Canada and the Philippines. But if I was to customize my own trip I'd like to go at least one country per continent.
I've heard so much about Thailand. A lot of people I know have gone to Thailand and came back saying how awesome it is, how blue the water is, how the parties go off and how many prostitutes and hookers there are on the streets. Besides, everything is cheap cheap cheap over there! I SO WANNA GO!!!
Whenever someone asks me where in the world do I want to travel to, I always seem to say Germany. I don't know exactly why, maybe its the history part of it all, or the breathtaking scenary, or the outrageous drinking fests they have over there or a combination of all, it just sounds so lovely.
Being an absolutely Disney crackwhore, I HAVE, repeat, HAVE to go to Disneyland in America. Without a doubt, my life will not be complete unless I go to Disneyland. I have a list of what I plan to do in America, if I was to go.
- DISNEYLAND (both parks, if possible =P)
- Christmas in New York, and Ice skating at Rockefeller Centre
- Watch a Phoenix Suns basketball game
- Get a tattoo at Miami Ink
- Watch Saturday Night Live, live in New York
- MIAMI BEACH!!!
- Spend Halloween and Thanksgiving in America to see what all the fuss is about
New Zealand is apparently the place to be these days. With most movies using New Zealand as the back drop to their movies, its become such a tourist site. But, I don't wanna go New Zealand just to see where Frodo and the Hobbits hid from the Nazgul's or whatever they are. I want the thrill part of it all. I wanna go on the giant swing and bungee jump and go white water rafting.
As an animal scientist in training, I would so love to travel down to Africa on a safari. Swimming with the sharks, watching the lions rest in the sun, giraffes outside my window after I wake up, hot summer days!!!
And like the stalker that I am, I NEED to go to England and stalk my lover, BEN BARNES! (yes I am still fascinated with him after two years, LEAVE ME ALONE!). Here is my opportunity to be the ultimate tourists and visit the tourist spots, like Platform 9 3/4, the red telephone booths, Big Ben, all that jazz.
Feb 10, 2010
Ciao Bella
Farewell to my sister, three months travelling South America.
xoxo .. safe travels =D (p.s. this means i get more clothes from overseas now, hehehe)
Oct 17, 2009
"I feel the pain of everyone, now i feel nothing"
There are many advantages of having an older brother or sister. For example, depending on the size of your older sibling, you can borrow clothes. I always find that my sister has exceptional fashion sense. Another thing is that you can ask for advice on anything, school, boys/girls, life, pretty much whatever they've been through which you may be experiencing now.
I remember when I was about eleven years old, i just finished year 6 and i was on holidays. My sister just finished year ten and was about to start year eleven next door. I had the chicken pox which i caught from my niece who although was "recovering" from the pox hugged me and coughed on me in the car, thus transmitting the disease to me. I noticed something awfully strange about something "downstairs", and like the shy girl that i am, i said nothing. Mum finally realised something was up when i refused to sit down, lie down and always walked around the house sideways. She said, "turn around Sasha". At that moment she knew what it was and asked my sister to explain it to me. If you haven't caught my drift yet, you should know by now.
So i was in the CR, door locked and staring at this new "contraption". My sister on the other side of the door was saying, "peel the little tab looking thingy". And yeah, the rest i dont think i should describe =P. From that moment i finally realised what wisdom my sister had and how much i wanted to emulate her.
Your probably thinking, what relevance did my story have to whatever i'm on about. Well, like any factor in life, when you have advantages you must have disadvantages. And i think the MAJOR disadvantage of having an older sibling is ofcourse, the fact that your parents just LOVE to compare the two of you, in good ways and bad. For example, grades. I know thousands of people who are always compared to their older siblings based on their grades. "Why aren't you as smart as your brother?", "How come he got an award and you didn't?", "If you sister can get an A then you can definitely get an A". I guess it's sort of a motivation to prove to them you can do it, and that you can actually do better than your older sibling, but at the same time its kind of an insult.
I hate being compared to my sister. I'm fine with people saying that i look like my sister or she looks like me. Whatever, we're sisters, we're mean't to. But what i hate most especially coming from my own mother, is her constant nagging about physical appearance and weight. I mean i know i'm fat. I live my life everyday looking at all these skinny people in uni, blacktown, on the street, in magazines, movies, EVERYWHERE far out and thinking how the hell do they do it? And i hate it when skinny people call themselves fat. GET A FUCKING GRIP PEOPLE!!! you are not fat, you must be mentally screwed to think that you're fat.
Today my mum and sister went to blacktown today for grocery shopping and i stayed home to watch a video for a test. My sister comes home with all these new clothes and my mum followed her, i pretty much closed my room so that i could concentrate on my test and through the walls i could hear, "OH MY GOSH MONICA! You've lost so much weight! You look so skinny now." and even though this was in a quiet whisper i could hear my mum say "now it's Sasha turn to lose weight". I think my mum seriously does that to piss me off. She does it everyday! Everyday of my stinking, miserable life. She torments me about it, she constantly reminds me of the "apple of her eye" (my sister) and how much she would want me to emulate that. And even though i said i want to emulate my sister, i dont want to be EXACTLY like her. My mum just loves to get me depressed, it's like, thanks mum for your KIND and MOTIVATING words. GAH!!!! Sometimes having an older sister really pisses me off.
My sister knows how i feel about it all. Everytime my mum compares me to her, my sister changes the subject because she also knows what it's like to be compared and constantly poked out until they get the message. I mean she is my older sister. She's been there for me when no one else was. She helped me in my prepubescent days with the boys, the physical changes. She's always there to make me laugh. I really don't take the time to appreciate that or tell her that.
I remember when I was about eleven years old, i just finished year 6 and i was on holidays. My sister just finished year ten and was about to start year eleven next door. I had the chicken pox which i caught from my niece who although was "recovering" from the pox hugged me and coughed on me in the car, thus transmitting the disease to me. I noticed something awfully strange about something "downstairs", and like the shy girl that i am, i said nothing. Mum finally realised something was up when i refused to sit down, lie down and always walked around the house sideways. She said, "turn around Sasha". At that moment she knew what it was and asked my sister to explain it to me. If you haven't caught my drift yet, you should know by now.
So i was in the CR, door locked and staring at this new "contraption". My sister on the other side of the door was saying, "peel the little tab looking thingy". And yeah, the rest i dont think i should describe =P. From that moment i finally realised what wisdom my sister had and how much i wanted to emulate her.
Your probably thinking, what relevance did my story have to whatever i'm on about. Well, like any factor in life, when you have advantages you must have disadvantages. And i think the MAJOR disadvantage of having an older sibling is ofcourse, the fact that your parents just LOVE to compare the two of you, in good ways and bad. For example, grades. I know thousands of people who are always compared to their older siblings based on their grades. "Why aren't you as smart as your brother?", "How come he got an award and you didn't?", "If you sister can get an A then you can definitely get an A". I guess it's sort of a motivation to prove to them you can do it, and that you can actually do better than your older sibling, but at the same time its kind of an insult.
I hate being compared to my sister. I'm fine with people saying that i look like my sister or she looks like me. Whatever, we're sisters, we're mean't to. But what i hate most especially coming from my own mother, is her constant nagging about physical appearance and weight. I mean i know i'm fat. I live my life everyday looking at all these skinny people in uni, blacktown, on the street, in magazines, movies, EVERYWHERE far out and thinking how the hell do they do it? And i hate it when skinny people call themselves fat. GET A FUCKING GRIP PEOPLE!!! you are not fat, you must be mentally screwed to think that you're fat.
Today my mum and sister went to blacktown today for grocery shopping and i stayed home to watch a video for a test. My sister comes home with all these new clothes and my mum followed her, i pretty much closed my room so that i could concentrate on my test and through the walls i could hear, "OH MY GOSH MONICA! You've lost so much weight! You look so skinny now." and even though this was in a quiet whisper i could hear my mum say "now it's Sasha turn to lose weight". I think my mum seriously does that to piss me off. She does it everyday! Everyday of my stinking, miserable life. She torments me about it, she constantly reminds me of the "apple of her eye" (my sister) and how much she would want me to emulate that. And even though i said i want to emulate my sister, i dont want to be EXACTLY like her. My mum just loves to get me depressed, it's like, thanks mum for your KIND and MOTIVATING words. GAH!!!! Sometimes having an older sister really pisses me off.
My sister knows how i feel about it all. Everytime my mum compares me to her, my sister changes the subject because she also knows what it's like to be compared and constantly poked out until they get the message. I mean she is my older sister. She's been there for me when no one else was. She helped me in my prepubescent days with the boys, the physical changes. She's always there to make me laugh. I really don't take the time to appreciate that or tell her that.
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