Better Sister

Sometimes I think, could a be a better "big" sister than I am? I am the oldest of three, a seventeen year old sister and a nine year old brother. When I was younger, and even now occasionally, I hated being the oldest. It is cliche but there is a real responsibility to "be the oldest," which means setting the example. I need to never lose my temper because it will influence my siblings etc, etc.

But why complain? I do love being the oldest, and I wouldn't change it. I love being able to be the example, and giving them advice from my past experiences. Recently I have noticed I influence my siblings a lot. Alejandra loves musicals, and british culture because of me. I introduce Anthony to new music all the time, and he ends up loving it. But, maybe I could be better at the job, by making a better effort. There is always room for improvement.

Contacts Part II

Picture me practically in tears at 10pm on a Saturday night, in front of my mom's bathroom mirror. Why you ask? I became so frustrated after practically an hour of attempting to put a damn contact lens in my eye.

Mom - "You can do it. Just don't think about it. Look up."

Sister - "It's really not that hard."

Me - "I CAN'T! WAAAH!"


I really can't believe I am admitting this on my blog, to all three of you, but I started to cry. Like I tell Rafa, wearing glasses just isn't me. I don't feel like myself. I feel like I am just trying these out. The thing is I can't even touch my eye, and damn it, that night I really tried! I would get close, and my eye would automatically close itself. I felt so depressed and a failure. Even now when I think about my inability to put the damn lens in my eye, I still get sad. Will there ever be a happy, glasses free future for me?