Friday, September 19, 2008

dear serene

Dearest Serene,

You turn 21 today... Happy Birthday!!!

Eventhough it has been 11 years since I left home, and thereby missing out on a huge part of you growing up, but out of all my 3 younger sisters, I remember your toddler and childhood years most vividly. I guess this is because I was already 6 when you came along.

I'm sure you know by now that you were a very, very dirty kid.

During family meal times, mom would have you sit on that blue high chair where you would eat with us. She never believed in feeding us spoonful by spoonful or coercing us to swallow, and so all of us acquired self-feeding at an early age.

At every meal, you'd run your oily fingers through your hair, touch your face and just overall become a very oily girl. Your bath time was never delayed - it always happened AFTER a meal.

Your glutton habits were also exhibited since a young age. Mom would cut oranges and apples for us after dinner, and you would hog the entire plate by dabbing some saliva on every single piece of fruit. Your three elder sisters were utterly and constantly grossed out, and so you kept winning by having all the fruits to yourself.

If girls were meant to be clean and always smelling of fairies and roses, I'd say you were a boy all through growing up. When kindergarten hours ended, you would come home with your hair, damp and stuck close to your scalp. You didn't smell very good either.

You started elementary school when we moved to Jakarta, and I have fond memories of those days. Your round tummy under that white shirt, tucked into the blue skirt was a sight to behold. Remember that tiny blue elastic tie? And your hair was always up in two ponytails by the side of your head. Yes, you were cute like that.

Well, you are 21 today. And if I have not said it to you yet - Serene, I am damn, damn, damn fucking proud of you! :)

Yes, mom and dad always say that we share plenty of similarities - our looks, right down to our likes and dislikes. We even pursued the same field of academia for our tertiary education!

I am proud of who you are, and what you have become. But another side of this pride stems from the fact that you are so like me, and you and I both know how vain and narcissistic I am. Tee hee hee.

As I'm writing this, you're already at home pretty-fying yourself, and getting ready for a night out in town. You already know what I'm gonna say, but I'll still say it anyway - go out, have fun, party hard - but BE SAFE!

Happy 21st, babe!


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