Only Child

People are always asking me the same questions. “Do you ever feel lonely being the only child?”, “Don’t you feel bored?”, “How does it feels like not having to share everything?”

The answers are always the same. NO, NO and NO. Of course, I do dream of having an annoying, mischievous younger brother or an older siblings to look up. I do have a step sister but I will get to that part later. However, my parents brought me to this world at their late 30s. I understand the reason why I have no siblings. I wouldn’t want my parents to risk their life just so that I can have a companion and not to mention there are also financial issues.

Do I feel bored? No, not at all. I have a great father who is technically a 5 year old boy stuck in a 60 year old body. He was the one who educated me with the kind of knowledge that you will never learn in classroom. He is also my companion when I feel like playing. We are always goofing around. For instance, we wrestled and fought with all our might just to get our hands on the remote control because he who controls the television is the most powerful ones in the house. We even had underwear fights occasionally. So here’s how it usually goes. We would each  grab a broom or a mop stick and we would tie my mom’s g-strings and bras on the other end of the stick and the war begins. The fun stops until my mom walks in only to find her favourite branded undergarments hanging on a stick.  Well, that didn’t stop us from doing it again and again.

Another reason why my dad is awesome.

The picture says it all. This was his first Whatsapp message to me

                       

When it comes to my mom, I can say that she is one of a kind. My dad gave her a nickname “Ultraman” and she was stuck with that name among her friends ever since. She lives in her own world and do things that no normal person in their right mind would do. She has no sense of humour but her actions and lifestyle are all pretty odd and sometimes hilarious. For example, she likes to swim and jog in the middle of the night because she is not very fond of crowds and sun lights. One day, there was a rumour circling around from one of the resident in the apartment claiming that there is a lady ghost in white with long hair running around. Well, everyone had a good laugh when they found out that it was just my mom. There was once when she was about to go for her daily swim at an ungodly hour, she wore her bra over her swimming costume just like how Superman wore his underwear over his blue suit and walked out of the house without realizing it. My dad and I could not stop laughing for a good straight 15 minutes.

I present to you my mama!

How does it feels like?

All my life, God has blessed me with so many amazing friends that sometimes I forget that I have no siblings. I took the chance to build my personality as I grew older from every friend that have touched and changed my life in so many different ways.

It is a whole different story when it comes to my step sister. Don’t keep your hopes up. It is nothing like the cliché story about the evil stepsister and stepmother Cinderella kind of story. She is my dad’s first daughter and we are 15 years apart. I love her to death. We have a lot in common like our Asian eyes, taste in non-mainstream, upbeat, gleeful songs, and we don’t take life seriously. I’d like to have more bonding time with her. Unfortunately, she is too busy with her life as she is a newlywed and we both live in different state. I am looking forward to her wedding ceremony too as she is planning to have a Christmas wedding! 

Long story, short. I would not be who I am today without these amazing people in my life.