13 Going on Thirty

Not many of my newfound friends know I have an older sister, Candice. I call her "Ate Can" when the conversation is serious and Tecan when I want to get something from her (he, he, he). This is actually the testimonial that she forced me to write because she wrote one for me (joke!)   Since many will not be able to read it in her account, Im sharing it here with you. This is actually a peek on the "mechanisms" around our family which might probably explain how I turn out to be this way. he, he, he,

Ten Reasons to Hate My Sister, Candice

1. She has always been the smart one – she doesn’t study that much but has never learned how it is to flunk or fail

2.Because of Reason No.1, she got to study abroad – University of New South Wales at that!

3.She has never been fat – she might beg to disagree but she has never reached a waistline above 26” and hips below 34”

4.She had her fairytale ending – married the love of her life (meaning he loves her to death) and they live happily with the handsomest, smartest kid in the world, Jack (which makes me a very doting aunt).

5.She can cook, sew, do crafts, work on house interiors - Martha Stewart, is that you?

6.She can play volleyball, bowling and badminton among others – inspite her small, frail frame.

7.She can have any hair style she wants – long or short, curly or straight, with bangs, layered, etc.

8.She always works on a list and a budget – for groceries, for clothes, for make-up, for shoes, for bags, for gifts and sticks to it (is there such a thing as a disciplined woman shopper?)

9.She never looks stressed and is always poised (because she leaves all the hard work and dirty job to us, her poor sisters =)) ; and

10. Inspite of me being unlovable most of the time, she adores me just the same! (Don’t I just hate her for that?)

Gosh, this is so not me! Me, blogging? Ha! Cartwheel na lahat ng dapat mag cartwheel, sige na.

Ive never been good at writing, only in talking, lotsa lotsa talking. He, he, he. Hey, I taught for 8 good years you know. I made a living out of all my talking!

I cant even remember the last time I wrote something personal. Although I do manufacture 2 technical reports on a weekly average at this time in my career, the closest I had to writing something personal was on a no-occasion card I wrote for someone some time ago. And my sister is harping me on writing her a good testimonial! A testimonial begets a testimonial, is that how it works? So there, that spurred the interest.   

I was just asking my all-around expert sister, Nat what she thinks about it and she told me all those wonderful things I can do on my blog with a digicam and a daily access to the internet. I got excited!  Yes, like waiting-for-a-date excited! I thought having a blog would be so narcissitic but she assured me or rather warned me that I dont have to talk about myself all the time! He, he, he.  Lets see if Im gonna sustain the interest, or rather other people’s interest. With Nat’s help I guess.

Was thinking, Ill be 30 on December 30. Might as well chronicle some of my life’s adventures that I spent half my expected life span on. Gosh, I do sound old.

Again, me blogging?