My first year posting this. I hope it's not too cheesy for all of you reading. To the person I dedicate this post to, I hope you enjoy reading this. It's specially for you. :)
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At 10.48 am 16 years back, Sis had her first look of the world. I came out 5 minutes after her, and joined her in the nursery with our proud parents looking through the thin glass that separates us from them.
Growing up, Sis was a good sister who tolerates with me. Mom had told me that I used to whine if I don't get to sit at the front of the stroller (the stroller have two sits; one at the front, one at the back), Sis will have to move behind. She used to be so upset about that, and she always look sad in photographs. But her bubbly side grew as she grew older. I became more quiet when I was in kindergarten. If it wasn't for my friendly twin, I wouldn't have any acquaintance in kindergarten.

Sis had always been there for me through thick and thin, no matter what. I used to have a phobia of going to school, and I still have no idea why I used to have that phobia until today. She would reassure me and tell me school is fun and etc. And I think I should stop saying, "Jie, I owe you one more" cause I have been saying that since I as 10. xD The kitchen used to be the party venue for the fellow uninvited guests of the Chew household; the cockroaches. -.- Sis would have to do my dishes along after dinner due to my phobia every night (unless I eat dinner early or those "uninvited" guests don't start partying until 11 pm), but she never complains (except when she's not in the mood). And I have height phobia too, so anything that Mom and Dad asks me to do that involves height (changing bulbs or wiping the fan), Sis will kindly volunteer and help me do it. And since I injured my backbone when I was 10, she'd help me to lift heavy stuff along.
During one of the hardest times that we've ever went through (an incident in June 2008), she told me something that made me lift my head and look her in the eye.
"Mei, be strong. Stop crying, okay?"
She squeezed my shoulder and wipe my tears away, then pulled me into a hug. She gave me her reassuring smile through her tear-stained cheeks. I know, somewhere deep inside her heart, she is deeply hurt, but she stood strong and be an example to me. I was so touched by her action, and I quickly dried my tears. It was so hard for the both of us that time, but she made it possible for me to go on with life and accept the truth.

She may not be the popular girl who receives ons of gits for Valentine's Day or on her birthday, but she is one of the kindest, sweetest, most generous, most thoughtful, most patient, most positive-minded and most cheerful among everyone. She may be nobody to those who have so much ego and too popular to spot her, but she's the man woman of the hour when we have hard times. She'll be the one saying, "Let's think on the brighter side of the day" or "You have to think positive no matter what". Even if no one appreciates her help, I do cause everything she did for me meant a lot to me. For example, last Tuesday, she stayed up with me to finish my History presentation due
the next day until 3 am and she woke up at 5.30 am (she called me up at 6 am).
My sister is probably the best. I'll tell you why she's the best. I'm always out of cash (I seriously don't know why). And when I have no money and I want to buy anything, she will kindly stuff some cash on my palms or bring the stuff I want to purchase to the cashier counter. When I couldn't sleep at night (due to overexciment, or example), she would stay up and talk to me in the dark until I fall asleep. She will let me sleep with her on her single bed full of soft toys and pillows when I heard noises at the alley at the back of our house. There was once she told me about her dream of Zac Efron when I was lying in the dark beside her, it was so funny (but I can't tell you why, or you'll never see me the next day) that we laughed so loud until Grandma scolded us and told us to shut up and get some sleep. =X Sis does the most of the house chores too and Mom says she spoils me too much cause she'll let me sleep until late morning on Sundays (about 9 am or 10 am). She'll just tell Mom that she didn't want to wake me up cause I need more rest and it's a Sunday. But honestly, she pampered me a little bit too much there. :D
I want to apologize here, publically, to her. I'm sorry, Jie, for saying mean things behind your back. I wasn't thinking that time, and please take me as a naive younger sister. You are an awesome person. Thank you, Jie, for being there for me all the time, helping me with everything and supporting me. You are an awesome person. Keep rocking on! :)
And to those of you who broke her heart and talked bad about her before (you know who you are), shit you I'm so disspointed in you people. You've hurt the wrong person.

Happy Sweet 16 to you (and to me too, of course) who have live with me, eat the same food as I do (well, not really) and breathe the same air as I do for 16 years and still counting on. =)
Samantha Chew or better known as Chew Sue Mun. A great daughter, sister, friend and cousin. Passionate about drumming. A Kevin Jonas, Chace Crawford, Jonathan Bennett, Joey Zehr and Travis Barker fan. Happy go-lucky, fun, cheerful, crazy, hyper girl. ;)
HAPPY SWEET 16!
P.S: This is a scheduled post. :)
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