speaking of memories...

i have an excellent one..
for things that i want to remember,
at my own will of course.
and most of these things are happy memories,
memories that i treasure and intend not to forget.
but there are also those which has made me extremely upset,angry,hurt or scared.

memories to me are mostly controlled by what i'd imagine as a switch.
i'd on it when i like and off them when i don't.
but certain memories don't work that way,
they come back to haunt whether i like it or not.

anyway,
i was at my aunts house and my cousins were playing with a lego set which used to belong to me and my little brother,
and apparently,
the both of us ain't that little anymore.
but we sat down on the bed and joined them anyway.
and it was fun,extremely fun :)

i am one of those lucky girls,
who doesn't look at other families and wish i were a part of them.
i look at my family and i know that's right where i belong.
talking to my dad about economics,politics and faith and struggling to understand,
knowing he wouldn't mind if i asked a million questions.
watching movies online with my mum,
falling asleep on the chair as she waits for it to load,
teasing and having fun ith my brother,
feeling as we were 5 again...

i am one lucky girl,
and i'm thankful for that :)
have a nice week folks.