triblings

when i was a kid, i always hate it when my brothers are around. they always tease me and make me cry especially kuya jop. he would always make faces that shows his "sungki" teeth until he saw me crying and asking for my parents names. he loves doing that. are brothers meant to make their little sisters cry? that's what i always tell myself.
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every summer, they have an overnight stay at aloy and kuya noel's house in muntinlupa for about a week or a month. and they are uber excited about the whole stuff. they prepare a big backpack of clothes and ride in my tita ellen and tito ding's car with a big smile. then i was left at home without anyone to play with. and when it's 6pm, i get a little lonely. though my brothers always make me cry or bully me or always leave me hating them, i miss them when they are not around.
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they are like my bestfriends, someone i look up to. but the only difference between my friends and my two brothers are, i can always play with them even when i'm locked up in our house. i can still play with them even though the sun is not around anymore. and they still make me happy even when they make me sad.
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back when we were kids, i always look at what they do. how they invent games and made them so popular in our village, how they always love to bathe in the rain and how they love to run around, sweaty and dirty, and happy. i always admire my kuya mark's talents in drawing cars. it seems like these cars are true in my eyes. and kuya jop likes drawing anime characters especially ones from Ghost Fighter. i watch what they watch, i do what they do and i play what they play. i did not ask for dolls, kitchen set or any girly stuff. when my mother gave my two brothers toy trucks for Christmas, i want one too and i was surprised that there was a yellow truck for me! and when my parents gave me a stuff toy, they also gave my brothers the same thing. my friends back then wonder why i still acted like a girl though i have two brothers and i always do what they do. but i just shrugged the thought because my brothers actually makes me more feminine than anyone else.
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i liked it when i was in the same school where my brothers are. i always look up for them when we have our recess or lunch. they studied in PCU in elementary, i studied in PCU when i was in elementary. they studied in Rogationist College in high school, i studied in Rogationist College when i was in high school. when first days of school came, i always introduce myself as a sister of Mark or Jop because my teachers are also their former teacher. and because of that, they love me! i didn't went to DLSU-D for college but that was not because of them but because of my ended first relationship in high school.
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then there came a time when all of us already have a girlfriend/boyfriend. at first, i became jealous of all my brother's girlfriends because they don't spend time too much at home anymore. they are always out, having dates. i began to miss them and i always wish they are home. but though they have girlfriends, they never changed on how they treat me.
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when i look back on our memories, i am happy.. we never thought that after 15 years, we would be like this. i am only the remaining teenager between us three but being a teenager wouldn't be a part of me anymore after seven months. many things have changed.. we're all grown up, but we haven't grown that much, even my brothers haven't. they are only taller than me by 3 or 4 inches. hehehe.. so when i wear heels, i always tease them that i am taller than them.
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until now, i still look up to them. though i can't look up to them that HIGH (they have to stand on something higher.. hehe..), i still do. i look up to my Kuya Mark's charisma on selling cars and his ability to talk to people without any trace of shyness. i admire to my Kuya Jop's talent in programming, on how he progressed from a Junior Programmer to a Senior Programmer. i love to see them sing at the top of their lungs though they can't reach the note.
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it feels like i am back from the past when they are always out and having sleepovers. i am stuck here again at home, doing the usual stuff. but because of work, they are always out. i am left alone with my parents and waiting for them to come by 6pm after work. because without them, our home wouldn't be a home. even my parents feel that.
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sure thing lots have changed. but one thing would never change.. i love my brothers.. i always miss them when they're not home. and no matter what happens, we are going to be TRIBLINGS.