title says it. i'm currently in a worse state than i'd be in hell. doing nothing aggravates this confusion and misery. and guess what, i still have a sunday and a monday to pull through. i hope i'll be going out with friends during these two days because it's really killing me.

when i am doing nothing, my mind strays off. insecurities flood my brain. i imagine bad stuff and get paranoid. it's really damn bad.
then i go to miniclips to play this 8-ball pool game. it's about pool and very easy to play. the best way to take these all outta my mind.
i can't play any games more complex than that because i dont have the mood to strategise or think.
and i can't play any games simpler because it wont be occupying my mind that way.

i need to tie up this loose end. i'm just hanging by a thread.
i realllyyyyyy like her.
and no, WE'RE NOT ATTACHED.
maybe it was my wishful thinking all along! hahaha why am i not surprised.

now i dont even know if she still likes me. there seems to be something wrong. and i dunno what it is. but that 'something' is creating a barrier sort of thing! ARGHHGH RAH RAHHH RAHHHH.
and poor augustine is feeling down. this has got to be the most emo post i've written here in 4 years! (cos this blog was created 4 years ago, i think)

sorry bbq icecream. i've been neglecting you. i havent been blogging on you for such a long time! cos i was busy and occupied with other stuff. so sorry.
i shall try to blog on you more often k, bbq icecream. heck, we're on first name relationships already! ok, i shall try to blog on you everyday, bbq.
whooooo.


yes, i am crazy.

yes i am schizophrenic.

yes i am attention-deficit and hyperactive.

yes i am lovesick.

yes i am an idiot

yes i am THE BESTEST NINJA WARRIOR! wahahaha.
all shall heed my orders or fall prey to my relentlessness. knees shall bow before your king because he is whom you shall give your food, chocolates and tidbits to.

failure to comply will be met with 'the torture'.
not just torture, but THE torture, goes like this: the idiot will be locked in a cell with a display window. professional chefs will grill/fry cuisine in front of the display window and the idiot's eyes MUST remain opened while the chefs are cooking. the torture lasts for two weeks and within this period, the idiot is denied any food.

under my rule, all convicted rapists are to undergo a 50% trans-gender surgery. this means the surgery will only be halfway done. testicles obtained from the surgeries are to be mashed in full-view for the convicted rapists and then drenched in black-pepper sauce and become their DINNER.
failure to finish that DINNER will be met with death by the sewing up of the anus and the ureter.

IN MY KINGDOM I SHALL RULE FOR AEONS TO COME.
because, i am IMMORTAL! MUAHAHHAHAHAH.

WAHAHAHAHA
MUAHAHAHA
MUAHAHAHAHAHAAA
KAKAKAKAKAMUAKAKA
LALALJAJAJAJAWAWA
YAYAWAHAHA
MUAHAHAHAHAHHHHHAHAHAHAHMUAHAHH
MUAHAHAJULAH SINGAUPRA MAJULAH SINGAPURA
MARILAH KITA BERSATU ROTI PRATA KOSONG.
AH BANG, ROTI PRATA KOSONG WITH EGG.
ICED MILO WITHOUT ICE. KOPI-OH WITH CONDENSED MILK.
STRAWBERRY MILK TEA WITHOUT THE CUP.
GIVE ME BONELESS CHICKEN WING. IF GOT BONES I WHACK YOU.
I AM GOING TO WHACK YOU, REALLY, I WANT TO EAT BA KUA OR I WHACK YOU KUKUBIRD ALREADY!

I WANT TO EAT DOUBLE CHOCOLATE DONUT BECAUSE CHOCOLATE MAKES ME HAPPY. YOU KNOW WHY? COS IT CAUSES YOUR BODY TO PRODUCE ENDORPHINS WHICH IS THE CHEMICAL PRODUCED DURING AN ORGASM. THAT MEANS WHEN I EAT CHOCOLATE, I HAVE AN ORGASM AND IF I EAT A LOT A LOT OF CHOCOLATES, I START TO... OK I DONT WANNA SAY BUT YOU GET THE BIG IDEA RIGHT.

WHAT NO?! FUCK YOU I'M GOING TO WHACK YOU AND SUBJECT YOU TO THE TORTURE. OR THE 50%TRANS-GENDER SURGERY! FUCK YOU! TELL ME YOU'VE GOTTEN MY BIG IDEA TELL ME NOW!

RAHHHHHAGRHAH. WAHAHA WE ARE HEIRS OF A GLORIOUS KINGDOWN OF TREASURES PAST AGES HAVE BESTOWED SOMETHING SOMETHING. THEY SAY DONT FORGET THE LYRICS BUT I'VE FORGOTTEN ALREADY.
I ALSO NOT GOING TO JOIN THE COMPETITION WHAT, REMEMBER LYRICS FOR WHAT. FORGET ALREADY LAH