The Tides Are Changing.

Schools been random.
& weird.

Me : Hey, are you okay?
You look pretty low.
Do you feel okay?

Her : Uhh ok la..
It's the Sushi.

Me : Ohhh..Wait.. What Sushi?!?

Only Stupid People Are Breeding.

I don't get all this over-dramatic emo(rons) characters on facebook.

One says Singtel sucks.
And then joins a I love Singtel group.

One scolds the whole male population and say we are jerks.
And then gets in a relationship the following week.
Updates about lovey dovey shits.
1 month passed. Broke up.
Repeat the scold male population part.

She says - On facebook.
Too Tired to Lived.
Too Bored to Die.


Just hit them in the face with a broom
and drive them into a coma since that is what they want.


I'm Jamal.
Just kill these kids already.

The Goldfish Remembers...

We make lists,
We make plans
To read books,
To form bands
To travel the world
Or escape into the night.

So pack your bags,
Let's take control.
To all the problems,
let's just let it go.

Don't get me wrong I know it's hard
And the good things never last.
And yet there's no point in waiting for a miracle to save your life.

The Safe way is not the way to live a life.
Your light is beautiful so don't let the daydreams die.

I'm Jamal.
So why?
If we can make the plans, why can't we just not find the time.

True Tears.

Just a CRUSH.
A very unhealthy CRUSH.
GET OVER IT.

I'm Jamal.
Come to terms with who you are.
Or continue living in the shadows.

Project 365.

Some people are weird.
While others are cool as ice.
Some just live to make you angry.
Others are just simply nice.

The Worlds been a bit crazy since i left this blog to rot.
Ever since that November, lotsa things changed.
Some good and some for the worst.
Feelings come. Feelings go. Most of all, feeling return.
I sometimes wonder whether it futile to even believe in trying to help someone change.
Sometimes people don't want advice, they just wanna be heard out.
So whats the point of asking for help when you are not gonna listen anyway.
I need to get away from all this bullshit. This people. This meaningless existence.
It's all fun and all but few things made me think on whether it is even sane to stay sane.
If the World really comes crumbling down on the so called apocalypse 2012,
will be you happy dying as you are?

I write not to share.
I write not to show.
I write not to release.
I write to remember.

I think its funny how I can't tell someone something.
Coz when I'm being serious, they think I'm either joking or playing a trick on them.
It's a funny existence when you really think about it.
I'll update as much as I can in this coming years.
No one is supposed to read this.
But if you are. See you in 2012.
Hope we will be staring at the sky together.

I'm Jamal.
I know you know I got it.