She's turning 4 already.time really passes by quickly.She's 4 and She's as kikay as I am-Whenever She sees me doing my ritual or sunblock-powder-lip gloss routine She tells me that I'm maarte and yet she wants to apply my lip gloss as a cheek tint!lol.talk about weirdness. Whenever Irah and I talk over the phone,She snatches away the receiver and She tries to talk to Irah as if they are in the same age.

She's actually a clear picture of who I was as a Kid.She's a clear reminder of how maarte I was(until now,actually) how vain I was and most of all,She's one of the reasons why I keep on fighting even if all this time,I really want to give up. but seeing her smile or laugh makes me want to fight even more-it pushes me to the limit,to break free.

If ever that She'll have the chance to read this blog I just hope that She won't commit tha same mistakes that I've done so in the past.I just hope that when She turns into a young Lady,She'll be a smart one-a kick ass one.

I guess,Mika will be my carbon copy forever or perhaps,The little sister that I never had. :) As far as I know,I'm going to protect her as long as I can. :)

Kisses!Mwah for everyone!