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Aloha! Greetings from wherever! ^_^ Welcome to the online journal of Clarisa Reyes. Read to your heart's delight, comment as you please, but never judge my thoughts and opinions about life, because what you are to me is what I am to you. ^_^

Friday, April 25, 2008

I miss her.

You might probably be wondering who I am referring to. Actually, you might really wonder why I miss her. She's my sister. Carmina "Boknay [slash] Mina" Castillo-Reyes. It doesn't make sense, right? After reading the rest of this, I bet you'd change your mind. Maybe... or maybe not.

This started when she turned college. Of course, my mom wants quality education for her that's why they want her to study in Manila. I think I was Level 6 back then. I can't remember quite much. All I can remember as far as my memory tells me is that... things have changed. I rarely see her, although it's vacation, or weekend, she can't go home because she's too busy to have time for me unlike the previous years when she still finds adequate time to spend with me and our brother although she has tons of stuff to do. We rarely speak now. Sometimes, she's online, and I am too. But, I guess both of us are too busy to speak to each other. I often see that "Busy" status message of hers and it just tells me not to bother her. I admit, I, too, am busy often if I go online on YM because of projects, assignments, long tests, exams and the like.

She went home. In spite of all the commitments she has in her school. From time to time, she goes there. You probably think that things have been better since she got home. You know? NO. A big NO. Now that she's home, could you believe it? We still don't see each other although our rooms are just across each other. That's just overboard. You may ask why... the answer is simple. SHE DOES NOT GO OUT OF HER ROOM. Even to eat, someone brings food to her upstairs. Uh, I guess I can do nothing about it...


...but to miss her. Miss her. Miss her.