never walk alone.

Ok, so I was about to go on a hiking trip with Aizat, Siti and Nozie when suddenly a monkey attacked my bag and took my Ramly burger! Like, what the heck! After that, more and more monkeys were fighting over that 1 stupid Ramly burger I made in the morning. Stupid monkey! Luckily, I managed to save the other burger. Bleagh.

But of course, that didn't spoil the day. We ~~hiked~~ walked from Bukit Timah all the way to MacRitchie Reservoir! The distance we covered was approximately 10km. And we took 4 hours! Due to the many many photos we took and of course, breaks in between(one of them to eat the other Ramly burger before other monkeys steal it.). We were still cautious about eating the Ramly burger due to the traumatised experience earlier on. Haha. After the whole trekking experience, we ate our fill at Ang Mo Kio's Popeye's. :)

On a different note, what I am about to write is just a random thing.

I feel that friends come and go. True friends stay.
When you are truly down and out, and no matter what, these friends will be there for you.

Therefore, to all my friends, please take some time out and think about those who WERE there for you when you WERE down and out, when you NEEDED a shoulder to lean and cry on. When you NEEDED someone to pour out your sorrows and sadness to. When you NEEDED help. When you NEEDED them to be there for you. Not to a friend who were oblivious to his/her surroundings and didn't show much concern. And of course, not to a friend who were there for you SUDDENLY and join for outings to prove a point.

People might be talking bad about me.
People might tell others that some people dislike me but do not say it to my face and I don't have a clue. (This sentence applies and HAPPENS to everyone of course.)
People who supported me might, in the end, be dissing the decision I make.
People might be ROLLING their eyes at me upon seeing me.
People might not even look at me when they see me.

And these people are, sadly, considered as friends. If others wanna convince my friends or even others to dislike me or talk about my wrongdoings and mistakes, just do so. Because in the end, I may lose some friends along the way, but I certainly know who my real friends are.

And its not a sad thing after all. Because remember, its always the quality that matters. And not quantity. ;-)

Now that I have penned down my thoughts, its time to sleep gracefully. :)

Hidanilson Out. . . .