Moon cake festival, the moon cake princess

For some reason I really like moon cake festival, maybe because always a few days after that me and my grandma will celebrate our birthdays together but now grandmas gone somehow things just feels like u know, weird. When i was abt 5 yrs old i used to race my bro up to the park behind our old house to take part in the moon cake festival contest or rather erm our mission to burn down the park.... then my childhood friend asked me to take part in this singing contest which i shameless did, but i won the first prize! Mommy and daddy was so proud of me that daddy gave me a nice looking lantern which he made it himself. After our parents left me and my bro alone to take a walk with their friends in the park, our mission to burn down the place begins, together wit christine, wen long and leng we proceeded to a corner where we begin lighting matches of cos being 5 i wasn't allowed to take part but to watch... then the fire started the boys began throwing in matches, branches, paper lantern that others left behind n we started laughing and singing.... then wen long the biggest idiot among us found 5 lighters and decided to throw it in without telling us.... then my bro realised what that idiot has done he pull me away just then our mini camp fire exploded there was fire everywhere! Leng the oldest and my bro began hitting the fire with their slippers (how smart) and several others came over to help my bro pulled me and began running i was thinking eh run so fast for what? Then pretended nothing happened when our parents returned to collect us. This has always been one of our best kept secrets.

Back then life is simple, native, happy and sweet. I would flutter around in my room all day not giving a damn about anything, draw my face with my mom's make up wearing her clothes parading ard while everyone laughed, back then i wish i could grow up be just like them but now i don't. when i cry daddy and mommy will come hug me tightly and assure me that everything would be alright. Although I wasn't exactly the prettiest kid at that time, my dad would proudly show off his little girl whom he name the 'moon cake princess'. Because my parents are always there for me i took them for granted, not realising that their love for me is the best thing that has ever happened to me in my short 22 yrs of life. Sometimes i would think that i am an adult and i don't need them nor their love anymore, defies them but when misfortune happens to me and when i turn around, my parents are always there for me and so is my brother. My bro thu my darkest times picked me up and put me back to right where i belong, my home and my parent's hearts. When i cry these are the only people who cries with me, my mother told me once, 'you always be my girl no matter what happens when you cry mommy cries too because mommy's heart hurts just as badly as urs...'

My bro when we were young would always talk to me and hang out we seldom fight and would gladly share everything and we always have got tons of soft toys as our playpals perhaps is one of the reasons why we are so shy.. our world consist of soft toy, cars, tansformers we would be happy all day and we don't really need other friends. But now my bro has grown up so have I, we have chosen different paths in life but I'll always miss my childhood days spent with him.... they are seriously best years of my life. Now my bro is not really my bro, rather he has taken on the role as my best friend. Cracking jokes about everything and anything he is the best bro anyone can have, i'm bless to have him as my bro... soon he will get married i know that lotsa things will continue to change but one thing that will never change is we will always be a family, best friends no matter what happens.....blood runs thicker than water so is our friendship...

just feeling homesick now ignore me