My little baby sister left. I know that she's 13 and almost all grown up but she's still my BABY sister. You can't help it. This feeling. When you've seen your sibling in your mother's womb, growing then she's out of the oven. The connection began even before she was born. And it becomes even stronger as you see her taking her first steps, mumbling her first words, giggling that contagious laughter of hers. Those memories are indelible. Then slowly but surely she grows up faster than you imagined. And she's following your every move, wearing your clothes, your shoes, your accessories without permission.Typical teenagers. Ticks me off. Sigh....Time really flies. And she'll eventually outgrow you. Just like my brother who is bigger and taller than me. Just like my baby sister who is as tall as me and probably bigger than me at 13 years old while I'm only 18. I admit that I've long stopped growing. But its okay. I am still their eldest sister. They've owed me so much over the years that its debt that I'll keep reminding them forever. Love being the eldest :D
My sister left for Malaysia today. My mum is very much affected. Me? Not so much but everyone misses her. I pray that she's going to be safe throughout the whole journey. Insya-Allah.
Days before she left, we were watching Phineas and Ferb and their musical antics. Their song really got stuck in our heads. And I'm really lovin' it! It is childish but its amusing.
But I especially love the chorus because we would just do loads of weird theatrical gestures. So it goes like this:
Here's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
Bow chicka bow, wow!
That's what my baby says!
Mow mow mow!
And my heart start's pumpin!
Chicka chicka choo whop!
Never gonna stop!
Gitchee Gitchee Goo means that I love you!
~Salam~
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