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    Sunday, January 27, 2008 6:08 AM
    Siblings

    Siblings rivalry, or maybe you can call it sibling competition. My sister always tells me she feels inferior compared to me because i got good results and all. But she never stops working hard. Im going to be real frank again. Joel messaged me just now and told me he feels so down. This is because his parents didn't even give him any acknowledgment or what. They only care about joseph because he did so well for his o levels. This is the problem of having twins i guess. Because for my sister and i, we cant really compare because we did the o levels in different years and each year will have its own levels of difficulty. Sorry, but yes sometimes i do pity joel. He almost always feels so inferior to joseph. Dont compare, i always tell him. But inside, i do feel hypocritical because i know its impossible not to compare. His parents are insensitive to his feelings. And even gave joseph money as a reward for his hard work. Though money can never ever be enough a reward for hard work. Always, whenever i did better than my sister, and i know she'll feel kinda unhappy about it, i'll try not to be too happy infront of her, Like, really try to not make a big hooha about it. My parents wont really shower me with gifts, they simply just encourage me to do better, and that is enough, seeing our family is kinda poor not to entitle me to any gifts. Its okay though, i really dont mind. I just hope Joel's parents will kinda like give him some acknowledgment of his results and give him some encouragement too. Because the encouragement given by your parents will be the ever strongest motivation to push you in your studies.

    This post, hopefully, have not offended anyone. But even if it will, and has already done so, i wont take it down. Because thats how i feel. Tired now, goodnight people. And yeah, i wish i will get into nanyang together with rasina and haniffa(:

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