I won.

Well, it wasn't a game to begin with, not even competition. But now I get to brag about something.
My brother got his PMR results yesterday, 7 As and a B for Mandarin. He expected it and was fairly happy about it. (OH! And if you check Sin Chiew and China Press today, you'll see his face!!) I was happy for him. And before you start asking why CHS's golden boy didn't score straight As, do bear in mind that he missed a month's lessons, was constantly buried in his pile of further math work and, this I must add, he did not answer his novel section and still got an A for his BM paper. He is golden after all.
But anyway, this isn't the point. Point is, I did something better than Ying Hong(straight As for PMR last year). And that is something very hard to do.
I mean, I'm not jealous of him. That idea is stupid. I am a very, very proud sister.
It's just, there isn't much that I do better. Other than the fact that I can talk non-stop for 5 hours. He won't last for 10 minutes.
When the family goes out for gatherings and reunions, he automatically gets the spotlight.
And you know how I feel about spotlights.
Hahahahaha, this entire post paints me in a jealous state. But really, I'm not. I'm just telling you what I deal with, cause some acquaintances do ask what is it like to have a supernatural brother.
I guess I'm lucky to be close to both of my siblings. When people praise either of them, I think I get more excited than them. They're my extension, and I'd like to think they feel the same too :)
I'm weird. I ramble when I'm bored. No wonder Josh is afraid when I start talking - I can't stop.
You better watch
You better go hide
Better not shout
I'm telling you why
Edward Cullen's coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
His name is Edward Cullen
So be ready to get