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Tuesday, July 17

The moment I popped out and saw your face staring back at me, i knew what i was in for. i mean, my instincts are seldom wrong, sad to say. one year went by, and my theory was further proved.


it all began when one fateful day......................


"oh no! it's raining!" mam says.
"rain!" you hear a girlish voice say.
"girl ah, take care of your meimei while i go close the windows ok? don't let her crawl off ah." mam nags.
jiejie nods her head eagerly..


*BANG!*


the next thing you knew, you fall off the bed. you cant remember how though, due to some amnesiac greens...


14 years down the road, history is repeating itself, albeit in a different way. the girl called jiejie is still terrorizing the poor me in every way possible, from threatening to stop teaching me homework, to burying my prawns underneath my vegetables in a hope to steal it for herself, to flashing me her toothy grin and pawing me in order to get what she wants, to attempting to murder me at night by the phrase "IF LOOKS COULD KILL", to assaulting me with loaves of bread each time i type a blog entry.


SIGHS. with sisters like this AND MORE YET TO COME, what more can you ask for?