this weekkk

i have a busy day this week..so far..
monday: with my grandmother in hukm
tuesday: being a FOC but supported baby sitter in OU...watching madagascar:)
wednesday: so touring putrajay...went to wetland and taman air...but unfortunately..the boats..all of it, sent for repair. so we naik the menara andget very excited...owh, im with kakak,aiman and zana..heheh..afterwards,we went to alamanda to watch " good morning love"...owh, malay movie..still need upgrades..penatlah...any one yang nak honest opinion on that "good morning love"..ask me!!kk..:)
thursday : get my first trial for facial in Jaya 33. the facial was good..:)...and then pick up zana at taman jaya lrt station and celebrate her bday...in pyramid..well, in fact it was more in hiagen diaz..we had fondue and celebrate the bday..
it was joyful and fun..and
friday: resting day at home...finally...:)

Once Upon A Time..

This is the scenery in front of my grandparents house in Rembau. That rock..the big rock..well, there is a story behind it.
When i was young, and very little, traveling to kg was the think that i look forward too. The one and half hour journey, seems so far and full of stops by us, bt now..the hour and half journey..seems so sekejap and breezy and just a drive in the highway..
nway, when i was young, whenever i am back in kg, that rock seems so huge and humongous to me. I always want to go there, to be on top of that rock. To stand and just feel on top of something big. Sometimes, my boy cousins and I will play masak2 there, by collecting leaves and grass, and mashed it with batu2...and ranting..at the holes we see around the rock....
and as usually, my dad will called us in, worried and marah me..and my sisters. He will said, it is dangerous, and i dont know what else.
bUT NOW..that rock seems so small and recently, i wonder, what makes me adore the rock last time..
i guess, im getting older, and the perspectives are all different...
and maybe, just maybe, if i am married and had kids when my grandparents are still alive, i will show them this rock..the place where i spent my younger days on..abd maybe, just maybe..my kids..will end up behaving just like me..and grow interest into the same rock also..
after all, kids end up behaving and acting the same way as what their parents once before, right?....