When secret identities become known

Lately, my older sister is in pretty much the family concern spotlight. My aunts have found out that my sister is *gasp* smoking, drinking, and clubhopping and they're concerned that her grades might slip because of the said activities. They must really be worried since they've told my dad (who's known all along) about it and because they're also trying to contact my mom in Canada (Mom also knows, my sis and my mom are practically galpals). I guess it's the shock that she has an active nightlife, or that they have no idea what my sister is actually doing, that has them so concerned.

Yes, my sister has heard the prioritize-and-give-importance-to-your-studies speech.  She's heard it a million times from my dad. She does take her studies seriously, it's just that there's more to her than just being an engineering student. Right now, she's also working in some events company and they're handling high-profile events . These events usually concern models, Manny Pacquiao's manager, and a whole bunch of rich people. Her friends at school go to her, asking for contacts and stuff.  My sister's quite the competent Marketing person. Sadly her skills in that area don't translate well to the hardcore engineering part of her program.

Industrial Engineering is a hodgepodge of engineering studies and is more concerned about management and stuff. They usually become the bosses of the other engineers. But then, they still need to study the hypermath of the engineers or else IE wouldn't be an engineering program. Let's just say that my sister's brilliant in the practice of management, but she still needs to work on her hypermath and memorizing the theoretical aspects and stuff.

Maybe my relatives didn't expect my sister going to clubs and stuff because of her stellar image. She's always been the more reliable and practical one. A graduate of the oh so prestigious Philippine Science High School, and now an undergraduate in UP Dliman's Industrial Engineering program, she definitely has the image of an achiever. 

Now I'm thinking that this sort of thing is just something for the family gossip circles but I guess the whole hullabaloo comes from our family's predicament. My immediate family is practically a mendicant institution. We survive on the charity of our relatives. They're the ones who are sending me and my siblings to school, putting gas in our car (speaking of which, our car deserves having a post written about it), and giving us general subsistence money. This has been going on ever since… maybe around 5 years ago when my dad's restaurant business failed. Now they probably think that my sister would be the investment that would pay big returns and stuff. If that's true, she's pretty fucked.

I don't mean to portray this thing as a sob story, if it did come off like that, I apologize. I guess my sister's reaction to the whole scenario rubbed off on me and stuff. I also got to thinking about what would happen if the spotlight falls upon me. Aside from my friends in UP Manila, nobody has a clear idea of what I do there. Nope, not even my best buds from high school know the whole story. I don't think that people would get all worried and concerned. I'm the spoiled kid acting out the "bad example" second child stereotype. But I guess the skeletons in my closet would rattle a few people.