She......

She is special.
In more ways than one. Mentally handicapped. But she lives like a normal person. She eats, go to school,get tired, sleep. She has feelings. It's just that, she behaves like a child, even if she is well past 21 years of age. When she was born, the doctors said she'd be a slow learner. Had autism or some sort of mental handicap. It didn't hinder mum and dad from giving her proper education.
She's a bit bad with maths and sciences, but she makes it up with language. She had plenty of ideas for stories inside her head. I remember when she was so caught up with making sprite comics and role-playing with her friends all over the world. Her comics were a bit funny too. She still does it till this day.

She is the apple of mum and dad's eyes.
The amount of love she receives from them is limitless, to me at least. She's treated like glass. She would shed a tear at the slightest of angry shouts towards her. She would still cry even though it is directed at other people. She gets away with anything. Anything.
When there is a chore to be done, I would be the one to do it rather than her. I know it's not her fault and I didn't really care who has to do it, but sometimes, it's just too unfair.

In elementary school......
I had to take care of her since I was the more capable one. It was easy at first as she was in a different class than me. She undergoes the Special Education class and I was in the normal ones.
During my Standard 4, her teacher decide to put her in my class so that she would be prepared for the important exam which will be taken during Standard 6 with me.

Well, you know how the majority of people would reject or isolate something that is beyond their understanding, right? That is exactly what we had to endure. To the still young me, it was a bit like hell. The boys would call her names like 'stupid' or 'retard' while the girls just kept quiet. They would even make fun of my dad's name just to spite us. I hated it. I hate them from the bottom of my heart. I didn't bat an eye towards them knowing that they just want attention, but then it escalated too much that I couldn't stand it any longer. I even cried several times enduring it. My sister is still human despite being handicapped, she has feelings. Human feelings.

"She's not an alien, you bunch of idiots!" I vaguely remember having a heated, childish argument with the boys (in which they started it first) and punching one of them. It was refreshing. Served them right. Hahaha.
We each went to different secondary school after Standard 6. I felt a little relieved knowing that I won't have to take care of her anymore. I am so ugly. No, this is beyond ugly. It's hideous. When I think about it carefully, I guess I am just envious that she gets more of the special treatment from our parents. I hope she'd never get to know the ugly me. I highly doubt it.


If you were to ask me if I hate or love her, I might say both. I am conflicted. Although she is tough to handle, she's still my sister. She has her good and bad points. Maybe in the near future, I'll come to love her more than hating her.
She still gets on my nerves though.

Ordinary Thunderstorm

Hi guys. Yuki here. It's my first time writing for a blog so do pardon my mistakes.

For my first post, I'm going to do a book review, seeing as I rarely read books or novels. All I ever read are mangas for that matter. I blame my brother for that. Haha.

The novel  is entitled Ordinary Thunderstorm by William Boyd. It has very interesting themes, filled with thriller,comedy and whatnot. The story is about Adam Kindred, a young climatologist who had his life turned upside down as a result of a chance encounter and a split-second decision set in modern day London. His home, job, reputation, passport, money- basically everything had been lost. He had been wrongly accused, obviously, of murdering a Philip Wang, who was actually holding a secret crucial in the pharmaceutical world. In a panic, he took the secret files entrusted by Phillip and decided to go underground in hiding until things calm down. But, he was not really safe as the real murderer,a hired hitman was also chasing after him, other than the Metropolitan Police. So begins his adventurous life as he encounters people from all walks of life (aristocrats, priests, prostitutes and a policewoman).

Throughout the story, the characters develop quite slowly at first but it came out fine. Adam showed great progress in adapting to all the crisis he had, which is pretty awesome, I'd say. He had neat survival skills too. Constructing a strategic secret hideout, went under a disguise, scraping for enough food (in which he killed a seagull and barbequed the poor bird),conning other people, joining some religious cult and all sorts of crazy things that you would never imagine doing just to survive. Kinda terrifying if I were to live like that as it may happen to any of us.
When I think of London, I'd imagine a place with an air of elegance, people having tea out in the streets,scones and having daily conversation with that sexy British accent. Hehehe, just normal things right? But the story shows the other side of London that we (me, in particular) never had a clue about.

The novel is a pretty good read. I would recommend it for people who want to start reading thriller novels because it's a bit mild in my opinion.
So yeah, I had a great time reading it so far.Obviously i haven't finished it yet but yeah,you got the point,right?

P/S : It's kinda R15/R18 ish so be careful. Don't say I didn't warn you :3

The cover of the book.

Enjoy your day :D