a man turns towards the dark.
he stares blank in space.
decisions tower in front of him
what should he do.
he weighs them out.
the favours of things are upon him.
the problems he must face.
what should he do.
thinking through all.
he must find one answer.
through fate or sheer luck.
his heart, pounding loud.
what should he do.
his mind ponders through
fists clasped in anxiety.
seeking help from his creators
of the difficulty
of the mind matters.

star shooter supreme.

the minute hand just ticks away as per normal. as it has been for many years. not ever changing the properties of a minute or seconds. yet for us, time seem to fly by in a moment. and at times seems to drag long for us. and yet, its still the same 60 seconds, 1 minute timing. perceptions.

me and muhammad talked about the end of the world for a long time. its interesting to talk about. yet it chills me to the bone, knowing you can die any second, any where. my uncle, isyak ahmad, the actor uncle djengot guy, just passed away. he doesn't seem old or sick, he doesn't smoke, yet he died of heart attack. that proves it. ish.

to set the record straight, fay and siti, HAKEEM AND ALI ARE NOT GAY! ish how could you guys really accept that fact?! we must be real good story( incomplete ones) teller huh. haha! and heaven! im in the 3 minutes of fame in my school. upon asking ms soh what my talent was, she said i have a talent for making people irritated. how talent-ious? haha thanks to me, gerald, liye and fay got in too xD -- hey miss soh. how come when you punish me, ask me to stand, i sit down, you dont mind ah?

*closes mouth with hand*

i realized something very weird and disturbing today. okay okay
i've thought enough for today. still got this conundrum by acap.
sheesh. minds matters truly. are you ready for the final showdown?

PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN!
i wanna watch it. nyehhh