When she was born, I was overwhelmed with jealousy. I was the apple of my parents eyes! Cried myself silly.....and as she grew, I teased her and bullied her. She was a scrawny little one and I was the "big" sister. Little miss vain pot, that's what we used to call her. She loved parading in her pretty dresses Ah Ma made for her. She was the center of attraction....still is...look at her pose; hasn't lost it yet. Strangely as we grew older the bond grows stronger, we "gang" up against our parents and share our little secrets! Hey...wat are sisters for......we now even share our clothes and have the same taste in music ;)
