sally

SALAM

hai there!its me salmi, in the new place, with new people, new environment, new responsibility, new me, ooopss, no same old salmi, no change at all……..

oh ya, this whole week, i gotta adjust my life at new place….being so bz,well,I LIKE BEING BZ, and ya, still got time to belanja my anak sedara watching harry porter till 12 MIDNITE………and ya still got time to make mushroom soup, kek batik, nasi lemak for my dear anak sedara….hmmm, so super woman kan?heheheh……..so till next time ya, gotta help my sis to wash dishes,got kenduri juz now, cherio!!!

Finally I got the letter….everyone knew the news…no more secret..
I am about to be  away..to the route I oblige to pursue..no more shaky stands, but it is firm still..this is the road that I choose, though I have to let go the bed of roses that I used to lay my head always…to the Prince of Victory town, to the next platform…yeah, I am brand new…God lead me….

Bila nih?

bila nak tau ni?

keja makin bz, tapi satu surat yg ditunggu tak mai  mai..

bila ni?

che nak tau,

bila nak tau ni?

cepat la mai…

It is so funny when she is
so “terasa” with me the “kelakar” sally…but when she blurted everything to me,
I felt the distance that she said she felt between us..I “terasa” when she
said, how she missed eating ice cream time at McD together….ala, Zaza, so sorry
if u feel like that!!!! U r  the best
fren to hang out in sad or happy time, we share so many stories together, we
hang out a lot since we both stepped out from uni….ok things will be the same
even I am away from our town, even Im no longer here…we still can story mory……just
to say Zaza, I support u in whatever u do ok, hang in there dear, I pray for u
and do pray for me ya…..

salam…

I dont know because of my name or luck or what, but I believe every sudden event that I gotta go thru now is due to God’s will…

Gone now my slow, comfy and cozy air that I breath everyday, but hello to the most "hot", hectic yet nerve wrecking "makkan" that I oblige to pursue….talked to many marvellous people, made me see that I now,have grownup, cannot depend on my Abah and Emak’s shoulders anymore, I am nomore their apple, but I must stand by own feet…gosh,it is a breakthru…God lead me…ameeeeen