Stolen Time

Yesterday, I bought my sister her birthday gift "Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code" by Eoin Colfer, then we spent some time together before going home. We arrived home a bit late and that was the reason why my mom scolded her for waking up late for school earlier today. I don't think I am a bad influence to my sister. I mean, it's not everyday that we go out and spend quality and quantity time together and my sister knows better than to sacrifice school work for unimportant leisure. She knows when to and when not to have fun.

I remembered my own experiences by the way my mom shouted at her this morning. Honestly, I was buried in books during my high school days because of pressure from my parents and I did not enjoy my adolescent stage. I told myself, when I get to college, I will enjoy my life. That did not happen too since I pressured myself to do well in college. I graduated and passed the board exams with a line of 8 average. Look where it led me. I don't think getting an GPA of 3.00 and 1.00 during college makes much of a difference when it comes to getting a decent job here in the Philippines (that statement is based on my personal experience as a B.S. Physical Therapy student).

Now I'm looking at my sister. Her grades are ok since her lowest is 2.75 and highest is 1.25 during the last grading period. My mean, what the heck, in UP, I thank God for getting a passing 3.00! To think she's also taking up B.S. Nursing. It's an in-demand career right now and that means whether you're a cum laude or you barely passed college, as long as you graduate, you will have a job. Period. Then what's the big deal of "robbing" my sis of a few hours of fun times in her teenage years just because of one night not spent studying?!

What I just want to write about is the fact that I don't want my sister to turn out like me-- bitter and discontented. A rebel during early adulthood. My sis also told me that my mom is worried I'll become rebellious once she confronts me about my "secret" relationship. She knows. I'll tell her about it when I'm ready-- when we're ready. (Ready means we both have stable jobs and he can provide for both of us.) But I'm not a "major" rebel, so why worry? Besides, I'm too much of a coward to leave home and start my own life away from home. I don't have the guts and the means-- yet. I am not teaching my sister to rebel against my parents. She is mature enough to decide and she is still a sane and good daughter for my parents. I'm glad. At least one of us is.


Me and my younger sis about 16 years ago