Enough of the serious side for now. I have the wackiest sisters on earth; whenever I’m with them I can let down my guard and just be plain old me. We still sneeze at each other’s faces whenever we could. We still dry our wet hands on each other’s unsuspecting backs. We still observe other people and laugh about their appearances. We still communicate in our special language and sisters-only words. Baggy sometimes couldn’t understand what in the world we are talking about. We are all Daddy’s girls.

Miss you both, you wicked sisters.

Lai, hindi balanced. Karen and I still need an additional little head to insert between us 😛