Creta Kano.

Chalet was fun.
Besides the fact that everyone thinks my hair could double as a mop.
Everything was going oh-so-well.
And then someone had to send me a hate-message in the morning.
Was just sitting down laughing and having a ball of a time when,

Danial : Hey Jamal! Your phone rang. I didn't meant to read it, but I accidentally pressed it. And it started with Dear, Jamal Azizi. I HATE YOU!
Jamal : ?!?!?!?!

That was a shocker for the first day i guess.
Oh, and i spend sunrise alone sitting on a rock by the sea reading Murakami.
Nothing could have beat that feeling.
Never felt so relaxed in such a long time.
And then we rollerblade(d)? ( no idea if theres such a thing as rollerbladed)
The funny thing was, I usually have weird dreams.
That I know and come to love sharing with others.
But I dreamt once that I learnt how to rollerblade.
Yesterday was my first time rollerblading and honestly
I felt like I been rollerblading for a long time.
These dreams are not only entertaining but they're educational too i guess.
Everyone was kinda pissed at me for knowing how to rollerblade even when
it was my first time.
I've never felt so superior before in my life.
MUAHAHAHAHA!

I'm Jamal.
Its literally shit.
Like Monkeys on Shitty Island.