HAHA-Land

WARNING: The title is absolutely not related to the content of this post.

My sister is overly fond of Demi Lovato’s Lalaland and I guess this sort of influenced the title of the post. I just wanted to write some blah blah land online and note down Demi’s song and my sister’s addiction to her.

Oh, I like Demi, her overly wide mouth, innocent big, big eyes and her voice. Yep. I like the girl, a lot, but not to the point of spending almost all my time trying to watch all her video’s on youtube.

Yes. My sister is a crazy girl. Hehe. She’s been speaking, walking, dancing and singing-Demi most of the time.

And the youngest girl at home? Well, the little monster okay.

And that is what I wanted to talk about in this post. My sisters. My beloved, beautiful younger sisters who made my life a living hell and heaven here on earth.

I have two younger sisters. They, to my mother’s standards, are pretty girls with nice, trim bodies and definitely normal attitudes about life.

Or so everyone who do not know them as well as I do would say.

Mary Verne (whom we fondly call as Gigie and Kakak when she was younger), was the hyperactive little hellion who loves all the normal pleasures and pressures of a typical teener.

She turned twenty last January and has yet to graduate from college. Why? Nanay made her stop on her first semester because she went out very late one night and was not able to come home. She said she slept in her bestfriend’s home since she missed the last bus homebound.

There is nothing wrong with this Demi-lover sister of mine. She is definitely nice, outgoing and a little bit too naïve for her own good.

Nanay was afraid that her classmates would take advantage of her naivety and that she would just end up pregnant and miserable. She also had a boyfriend that time so Nanay did not trust her.

So all the while she took a long leave of absence from school, we tried to drill the essence of keeping herself free from any encumbrances of a romantic nature.

In fact, before nanay agreed to send her back to school next year, she made my sister promise to turn over her cellphone and not involve herself in any romantic entanglements until her graduation.

She did make her promise and is now quite busy texting her friends all the time because she said she would miss them in the years to come.

Nanay’s rules were very simple. If she wants to go to school, she is not allowed to have a boyfriend. If boys are interested, the y should court her at home but she is not allowed to give in to any of them. Dating is absolutely out of the question and if she gets any failing grade, she would have to bid college goodbye and prepare herself for a lifetime of drudgery under my mothers tutelage.

What a cruel faith. We are trying to bring back her interest on her arts and away from texting so that she would have something to turn to if worse comes to worst.

Then, there is April Roxanne Miracle, the little girl who nearly died when she was a baby.

Nene, in school, seems like a typical Filipina made who can not break a glass. She is very quiet (in school), self-effacing, humble and slow to anger.

But she is not like that at home.

No.

At home, Nene is the boss, the master. She takes care of most of the houseworks (she is a neat little thing with an obsessive-compulsive drive to always keep the house clean). She does not want anyone messing with her arrangements.

She is typically temperamental at home and would scream and shout the house down if anyone iinterferes with her work.

She is very bull-headed and everyone is sort of afraid of her. She has a sharp tongue and lashes out at the least provocation.

Nobody is allowed to rest until she says. No one watches TV until her Killerbee top 30 has finished airing on Sundays and no one is allowed to turn off the radio if she is cleaning up the entire house.

If she turns up nice and sweet and talks to you in a gentle voice, beware, she would ask a favor from you.

But, Nene and Gigie are really nice sisters. They made things easy for me. Gigie always washes my clothes and massages my back (yes, I am spoiled too) and nene always covers up for any household chores that I fail to do.

Gigie has had many boyfriends but only two are legal and only one has visited our home. Her boyfriends could not abide her because gigie is not allowed to leave home at all, unless there is some errand she had to run.

Nene has never had any boyfriend but has received announcements of affection and letters from someone or other.

The first time a boy held her hand, she ran to our father crying. And Nanay had to hunt down the boy and make him apologize to my sister.

Whatever and whoever they are, I love them all. My life would be dull and boring and difficult without them.