My second sister got married and moved out yesterday, and is going off to Japan later. No matter how much I complained about her being selfish and difficult or what not, still, she's my dearest sister and I'm going to miss her very much. Sometimes I feel grateful for the dynamics we have at home since young, for that was what consolidated our strong bonds eventually, even though we bicker and find fault with each other, to the T, on a day-to-day basis. I appreciate that when things get tough, no matter what, the three of us will offer each other the much needed support and consolation to make the day better, each understanding thoroughly what it is like to go through that kind of shit.

I love my sister, and hope she would have a very blissful marriage.