Muka Kerang

You know when you have the wildest imaginations and realised that its stupid?

I got that yesterday's night.

I got the imagination that friends are overrated somehow or another.

As in.Some people when they get new friends and stuff, they tend to follow the new people and neglect the rest.

I got the imagination that one needs alot of friends to survive and not get bored.

I realised I was damn wrong with that.

It doesn't matter how many friends you have in Facebook.

It doesn't matter how many HIs and Hellos you get while walking down the corridors of campus.

I doesn't matter that everyone don't ask you out regularly.

What matters most is that you realise that when you need help, you closest ones will be with you.

What matters most is that when you fall, its their hands that reaches out to you and pull you back up again.

And that when you call, they will pick up the phone.

No matter how tired.

How busy.

How they are feeling.

I think i can go on and on right now.

I'm just tired.

I need to sleep.

Ride

Sometimes having sometime alone.

It helps.

Getting away from all the noise.

It gets your thinking and perspective straight.

Its just you, your music player and your thoughts.

Thats where I get my inspiration.

My Goals.

My motivation.

Bus Rides. I'm Lovin' It.