---Let's talk about family.

One of the hardest feeling ever is when you are unable to express what you feel to feign confidence. Me and my older sister talked a little longer than usual and when that happens it must be something else. My throat were uncontrollably shaking, and worst, Im holding it back. I was feeling something hot rising from my waist up to my nape...and my eyes were all crimson red. I couldn't stop them from noticing it,(--I was at work then.)

I grew up in an environment were I was not used to being sentimentally foolish at a certain degree. We dont say I-love-you's so much with my siblings or even to my parents. Hugging or cuddling each other. We are more of showing it by implied acts loving. It mold me how to be stronger, to be logical, to be unemotional, therefore, I was able to handle difficult things by myself. Now that we are older, we get to say things already without hesitation,,the funny part is, I become mushy and cry spontaneously when little words from my sisters gets into my phone or either by calls. ..So now , I am becoming that person.

Our younger sister is getting married.I felt a tinge of melancholy knowing that she isn't gonna be that old little sister we used to have. I am happy that she is marrying her long time boyfriend and was able to hang on until they completed school and landed a good job. She is more of like me, but she is more reserved. We used to fight when she borrows my things, bags, dress, accesories and I get irked because she wouldn't return it as she promises. I would storm their apartment, rummage through their cabinet and find it myself until I decided to lock up my closet and ask earnestly for my permission when she needs to borrow. We like same things, style or either color..and this is what is probably common amongst the seven of us. I think she is the prettiest in the family, She has a very naive face, cute dimples, thick curly eyelashes, nice nose, and her hair is long and the curls were good..although she despises the style, but I like it on her.