Okay, first, I am almost an only child, I live with my mom, my only brother is already married and we did not grow up together.
Ate Weng, one of my closest friend, is almost like a sister to me. Actually, her family is just like my own. She has 3 kids ( Kim, m, 14; Kien, f, 11; and Kian, m, 5).
Kien turned 11 yesterday. I went straight to their place after work. It wasn’t really a party-party. Just a simple family dinner, and some bonding with the kids. 
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- Happy birthday, Kien! :)
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- make a wish!
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- my little sister enjoying bubbles. we all love bubbles. the kids and I played until late night. :)
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- Kian
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- peace-ah-peace! :P
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- Kian & I *photo credits to Kien*
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- Ate Weng, yours truly, and Ivy :)
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- (left-right) Ate Weng, Ivy(Ate Weng’s younger sister), Kien, Kian
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- enjoying the dinner (with Kuya Vincent (dad) and Sir Lee)
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- /extra: this kid’s birthday last month
Glad to have these people in my life. The joy of having their company fulfills the holes left by my biological origin. My ate, whom I can run to anytime I am about to burst with happiness or pain; The kids, who make me forget all the problems I have only to focus my worries on how to play; Their house, small and simple but filled with love; and knowing they embrace me as much as I hold them dearly in my heart — these things, complete me as a person.
