Sometimes i wonder, how long could a friendship last. Could it last only for 1 year, 2 years or for a life time. It is interesting to know that there are people who know you, sometimes more than you ever know yourself.
I met Kay, Fele, Collette and Flo in a college in 1993, taking the same course. Staying next door to each other, made us like a team. We do most of the thing together, go to class, cafeteria, library, what else..go to church..etc. Other friends will say we were just like ‘belangkas’ , they even notice when one of us in the team.
This is what i thought of them… i hope they wont marah me lah.. this is my own opinion..
Flo : The leader.. she just like to instruct us..
Cay : The big sister, our reference
Colette : Full of sense of humour
Fele : Soft spoken but you will hear her voice when she angry
Me : Dont know lah.. mybe the fighter..
We are still the best of friends .. all of us are married, with children .. except for flo..no news yet from her.
Until now, we still rely on each other’s opinions.. we still fight as usual when comes to disagreement. I pray that our friendship will last forever! Amen
From left : mummy ley, ina fele, aunty flo, mummy lett and mama cay..
Everybody is looking forward for a weekend. That is the only day that we can spend our time with our family. But I thought this Saturday (24 Nov), I need a break. A day for myself. Well actually there is a feeling of guilt leaving the family at home.
Early Saturday morning I woke up, clean the house, prepared breakfast for the family. At 9.40am, I say goodbye to them and went off to my friend’s salon which is located in Likas.
It feel good to drive on my own sometimes, tuning in to my favorite radio station ‘lite n easy’. Driving without disturbance, only surrounded by music. Wahh.. so good..
I straight away did my facial upon reaching the salon. At the same time, I had the opportunity to talk about business with my friend. So it’s a deal, we going to venture into business soon.. yes.. soon after another project is over.
Time check 1.00 pm, time to go home. Husband’s sms ‘where are you?’.. I bought goreng pisang and ubi manis before going off. On the way home, I have to take a cloth hanger in a shop in Likas, which we ordered few months earlier.
Reached home exactly at 2.00pm. Home Sweet Home!… Thanks dear for taking care of the children..