the first post - my hopes and my sister

hi every1

my new blog's finally done! only a few people read my friendster blog, so i wanted to make another one. as my friends have been creating blogs in blogspot.com, i thought im gonna make one as well. nia's and hanna's (both are new bloggers) blogs are amazing. their blogs are really inspiring. i started my blog earlier than them but i have to give my hands down to them.

*HANDS DOWN*

i hope my blog can be an inspiration for others, just like nia's and hanna's blogs have been for me. i LOVE to write and pour what's in my heart into words. i'm very corny and cheesy in writing. but what reason do i have not to be cheesy? cheesy isn't always neccessarily bad, cuz sometimes, people are just too full of themselves for them to be cheesy.

(what the hell am i talking bout? incoherent, sprawling and tedious rambling much? @_@)

i hope my blog'll turn out the way i want it to be, good and extravagant. i read my sis's blog (without her knowing it) and was taken aback by her amazing english language skill - her grammar and her wide range of vocabulary. really, when i was messing around her blog, i felt more motivated to learn more by each post i read. i won't and can't lose to her! lol. she's  the one who inspired me to make my first blog (my friendster blog).

the only thing that bugs me about her is that, after all those flabbergasting posts, she still thinks that her english's poor. damn her! at times, i just feel like shaking her hard to snap her out of her daytime fantasy to make her realize of that wonder-talent of hers that God had gifted her. i don't know whether she's an idiot or just being modest, but whatever it is, she's still my irreplaceable, one and only SISTER! =P

talking bout my sister, she's gone to the states to continue in her studies. to be honest, i'm really sad, watching her go. i must say that we like to fight, and i thought because of the fact that we often fight, that i wouldn't be feeling any sadness or whatsoever when she leaves. but i was so wrong. i was kinda upset. i wasn't expected to cry at the airport on the day she left cuz i'm not the emotional kind of person. and i thought that i wouldn't cry myself either. but when she kissed me goodbye, on my cheek, my eyes watered and i have to hold myself from shedding any tear. i was overwhelmed. i think that perhaps, the fact that we often fight was the main cause which brought us close to each other. we learned lessons through our fights and therefore, being able to mature to a wise and responsible individual.

so, this ends the post cuz i g2g now. and i also ran out of ideas what to write in this first post of the blog. bye  :)