my darling sister who stumbled across my blog “fufuwa”, the same girl that’s just turned nineteen, i miss you! first off, how did you remember the url…like seriously i showed it once to you yet you never recalled it all along..am guessing my dear sister jackie, linked you it…..but today you shocked me and made me smile and grin so wide……and laugh devilishly….thanks for the heads up on the typos and clarifying things….. muwah…i love you even more :)…..but i am so happy that i shocked you……:P, glad to be of service….I MISS OUR SHOPPING EXPEDITIONS AND OUR sisterly moments….i miss you!

now everything you conjectured darling from my writing and poetry…hmm…. nope i’m not in love, but do you have a candidate i’ll go for it, but i am infatuated with this soccer player and apparently every soul is..you’d never guess who in our household loves him tooo…heheheh…..anywhooo back to what we discussed….and what you think, no sweets i’m not depressed, sugar you of all the siblings and family knows me the best, hell you bare my darkest secrets, my dreams, fears, my laughs and crys and crushes and such….you were the one who got me out of those tears with sparks of hope and such that i will be someone special someday…i will make something of myself that will make mama and papa proud and everyone else…

you know me better than i know myself….but i am glad you think me deep, cuz i can be and hmmm….i’ve grown to be…and darling you have no idea how this discussion made me feel….i feel like i became some different person in your eyes…i’m no longer that deeply challenged girl in a subject called english..i think my ownself motivated me to feel confident whenever i write anything…..and all i can say is “in her face baby….that 10th grade teacher who thought i sucked…but i proved it to her aye this year when my 11th grade teacher awarded me………”

i’ve grown to be someone different, someone wise, someone more confident and well if someone hits me with a stone i’ll fire back…and damn i’ve become far tooo honest, member the laughs we shared about how i was extremely honest to this incident where someone we love deeply asked what i thought of the attire and i said the truth….yellow birds fly..hahhahaee

now my mentor and inspiration, i am deeply moved that you think i’ve matured and that i arised from situations even when they challenged my guts out….i am deeply honored you found my writings underlined something else, i guess you read between the lines but chicka dont worry….this girl will last longer in any battlefield…and now that i know your an audience….i am going to try to come out with something better each time, i want to win your respect and such…because your far better in this field than i’d ever dream to be…

and i want to read those stories and poetry that you assume or say you threw away…darling its not smart to tell me that you had them when your miles away and your room is next to mine…heeheh…and by the by i shall do what you said and i will eventually do that favor you asked of me…..

babes, sugar, doll, all the sweet words in the dictionary…..i love you and i hope you read this post…..it’s dedicated to you muwah….and recall our dinner’s where we cook something sweet, well you always kick me out of the kitchen since i never really help, just blab…. and we talk about life, and such well i can’t wait till i see you again ….. :”)

and i so love how you began the msn conversation with WHAT WRONG WITH YOU….i thought something different but hell you gave me the laugh of my life….thanks…

this is soo unsophisticated my writng right this moment but …this is my real self to you…my normal self who was caught up in the moment as i always doo…excuse my consant ………….(dot dot dot..)

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