-EMO ALERT. THIS POST WAS WRITTEN AS EMO AS AN 'ART PIECE' HE HAS BEEN DISPOSED-


I took a good look at where my 14 years got me today.

And I don't like the map it fucking drew.

My life is skewed. Wrong decisions, really bad luck, and overall hated-by-god-ness.

I mean, my best years was when I was P4-P6 (NOT SCHOOL.) and Sec 2(SCHOOL-WISE)

I remember all the stupid and crazy stuff I did with my buddies, Joshua, Gordon, his bro Jordan. Some innovative, some plain crazy. Like...Jousting on bikes with bamboo poles.

And this one incident that was among our top:

-Riding our bikes down a path-

Joshua: Hey, what's that? *brakes*
Gordon: Not sure. *Stops and gets off*
Me: It's...White...And...Looks like a mushroom. *Gets off*
Jordan: Could be a new Mushroom. *Gets off*
Joshua: It looks like one...
Gordon: *Prods it with foot* Feels springy.
Joshua: *Pokes it* Feels like dried shit.
Me: You sure?
Joshua: *Licks finger* Hmm....
Gordon: So...?
Joshua: Yep...It is shit.

LOL. That was just so funny.

Sigh...Miss those days. Gone now because of the bloody renovation, that path is gone, replaced by a carpark, and our usual paths are blocked. That bloody sucks.

Now...My life just sucks. I mean, I have Rubiks Complex, Inferiority complex.

Ego: I plan to defeat the Inferiority Complex monster. Mano-e-Mano.

Rubiks Complex: Have fun, mate.

Yeeeaaaa....Anyway, I just tend to see people and life in general as a puzzle, rather than just a passing thing.

Sigh...I find myself as a failure. I'm not good enough for anyone. Especially not-

Never mind.

Annoyance: Who?

Not like you'd wanna know.

Logic: Is it-

*Shoots with MP40* Yes.

Logic: Come on man, buck up! GO FOR IT!

*Shoots with FG42* Can't.

Logic: Why?

Because I can't. I'm just not good enough. And shouldn't you be a lead pillow by now?

Logic: Defies logic. Anyway, just try!

*Shoots with BAR* I can try.

Logic: Yea! We're behind you! Ready guys?

Subconscious: zzzzzz....Whut?

Logic: Nevermind...


~TheEmoKid

...............

~CSF

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Yep, All my other mes are not here. They're at the Hospital due to their previous fight. Here's what they're in for:


Subconscious: Knocked Unconscious. Getiit? Getiit? Nevermind...
Memory: Multiple stab wounds, gunshot wounds, and a baseball bat shoved down his throat.
Violence: Broken ribs from Insanity for stealing his baseball bat
Optimism: Tried to calm everyone down. Shot by Violence
Pessimism: Knocked himself out cold.
Insanity: Managed to run himself over with a non-existent car.
Logic: 'Logically' ran away, tripped over a rock and broke his knee.
Ego: Dragged down by logic for pushing him
Happiness: Bashed up by emo
Emo: Slashed himself 'accidentally'


And so on.

So, it's just me today. No entertainment whatsoever. Why? Because I am BORING. I mean, come on, I don't really stand out in a crowd, my sense of humor is SO fucking warped that no one gets it but me.

I mean, come on, I have to be the only one that laughs when someone says something like..."A NUCLEAR MISSILE JUST OBLITERATED NEVADA!"

And when someone says, "A car hit a moose, the driver's in critical condition."

I ask, "IS THE MOOSE ALRIGHT!?"

I mean....DUDE.

Bored yet? No? Alright.

Also, life sucks. Life is just about Sex, Money, and power. Alright, maybe not so much about power or money. I mean, Life with only three objectives must really suck. Please, I have more objectives playing EndWar.

And things are too good. Let a bit of anarchy into your life and spice it up, for fucks sake.

Okay, don't blow stuff up. Burn stuff. Exterminate.

And-

Logic: Hey, I just got out. What did I miss?

....Nothing...

Logic: What were you ranting about?

Nothing.

Logic: Uh huh.

...Can I end this now?

Logic: Why?

I don't feel like typing now, looking at you.

Logic: Come on! It's just a few patches of skin missing! Not like it won't grow back!

I think...I'm gonna be sick...And...Your Bio sucks...


~CSF

-Dotted lines-

Look, this is a post solely for the joy of updating.

So If I start becoming incoherent, go find a better blog to read.

Logic: In other words, if you don't like it, FUCK OFF.

In that many words...Yea, the context is there.

Alright, here's the thing...Emo, Subconscious, Logic, Happiness-What's he doing here?

Happiness: It's a general staff meeting, dude.

Noted. Continuing: Sadness, Ego, Memory, Insanity, Pessimism, Optimism. Can anyone of you tell me why I've asked you all to gather here today?

Optimism: Because...We're getting a raise?

No. It's because these fragmented personality style writing off blogs is too common. So, to preserve the originality, you all will be fired.

Emo: ...

Logic: You do realise we ARE a part of you, right?

...Shiiiiiiit. But we have to keep this original!

Emo: Um...Kill anything that's happy?

Nah. How 'bout...Let's introduce more peeps in my head?

Subconscious: Phfft. Then we have to do the ritual all over again.

*Glares* What ritual?

Logic: Optimism didn't tell you about it?

No.

Optimism: Let's just say that it involves a bucket, a hammer, a lighter, some flammable liquids, a hand grenade and a rifle.

I seriously don't want to know what happened.

Anyway. Let's not avoid the point that blogs like these are too common, and even though I was sort-of the few of the first that posted in this style, it's too common. And not cool anymore, because everyone's copying.

Logic: We could just ignore this and pretend it never happened....Memory! Stop writing!

Memory: Make me.

Violence: *Whips out .357 revolver* Say that again, and I will. *Shoots*

Memory: Argh! My...Spleen....!

Violence: It was a misfire. I swear *Innocent look*

Logic: Boo! You knew I had dibs!

Emo: And me!

Subconscious: And me!

Treachery: I have dibs on everybody! FREE FOR ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...Great. They're going nuts.

Gonna stop now.

Bye.


~CSF

Fwiday the Thwerteenth

You know that superstition that Friday the thirteenth is fucking unlucky (Fulucky?)

It's true. I'm living proof. Today sucked.

Even though I'm supposed to smile and go 'IT'S A WONDERFUL DAY! V-DAY TOMORROW! YATTA!'. Geez. I went more of a 'Shit...Valentines Day. That crap day once more.' I think the second one suits me more. =P

Felt Emo all day. Probably because my sister went back to NZ on Thursday, while I was in school, and my parents gave me the choice to skip school. I said 'No' because I thought I could still make it in time.

Guess what? I didn't. Go figure.

Well, at least she's coming back like end of this year/next year, or maybe I'll be dragged/forced to go to NZ during the June hols.

Anyway, on a happier note...

Uh...

There is no happy note!?

Emo: No sirree.

Shut up. Didn't ask you.

Logic: Nope.

You shut up as well.

Ego: It's me, right?

No. Stop being an egomani-Wait. You are my ego. Go ahead and be an egomaniac.

Ego: Yeehaw~!

Anyway....

Probably won't be 'celebrating' Valentines Day tomorrow. Because A) I have no reason to, and B) I have tuition and TaeKwonDo.

I can always wait till next year. Then it'll fall on a Sunday.

Anyhoo, designed a few ships during school, AEGIS class Light Battleship and LYCAN class Destroyer.

I know, I was completely bored. But methinks I had better start paying attention. I'll need to take caffeine pills and coffee like they are drugs. DRUGS!

*Gets drunk from imaginary alcohol*

Any*hic*way. Have a *hic* good*hic*/Great*hic*/Shitty Valen*hic*tines day...

While I *hic* sit in a dark *hic* corner and *hic* inject myself with peanut butter...

*Sobers up*

Ok, that was the stupidest thing I've ever said. And I've said a lot.

Oh well..

Enjoy your Valentines Day while it freaking lasts. I'll probably be emo-ing till Tuesday, so my advice is to steer clear of me, just to be safe. I'm equivalent to volatile explosives when I'm Emo. Hate to see anyone get hurt...Again.


CSF (shall return)

There is life outside your apartment

Yeehaw.

Woke up at like 10.30 AM today, because Wesley called, and asked if he could come over before going to Zoom. Obviously said yes, since I was bored outta my mind.

He said he would leave house 15 mins after he called, but then at around 12.45 PM, he wasn't over yet, so I called him, and wa lao, he damn suay, bus breakdown. Chances: 1 in 100 rides.

When he got over, played CoD 5, Nazi Zombies. Geez, we kept dying at level eight and nine until we came up with a good strategy, but even then, got to level 11, then died. Then Cliff came over, played a bit more Nazi Zombies, then we left.

Subconscious: You left the house!?

Yea, I did. Now stop having your shock, and shut up.

Anyhoo...

Met Wei Hao and Ka Weng (Sorry if I spelt your names wrong) at Zoom. Went in, signed up (me and Ka Weng, anyways), blah, blah, blah.

Then went to our computers and played Left 4 Dead. Oorah.

Played for quite a long time, then tried other games. Team Fortress took a freaking long time to load while Counter Strike lagged like crazy. So went back to Left 4 Dead. Cliff played CS, then DOTA.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

At around 6 something PM, Wei Hao and Ka Weng left, then later Terence joined us.

More stuff that doesn't need describing.

Left at around 7, took a bus, but when we got off at the Market, realised Wesley left his phone back at Zoom, and Terence left his Rackets and stuff at Zoom.

Went back, again, and took their stuff. Except Wesley. His phone was missing, presumed stolen, man his day sucked. No offense.

So when back to the market and ate dinner. Then went to the basketball court and watched Terence play for a while. Then we found the tangerines.

Started throwing them up and watching them smash on the ground. Then took a brick and smashed them. Was fun till we got caught, but the uncle was really nice, and let us off without punishment. =D

Logic: Long post!

Stop hyperventilating. Get over it.

Then we went to...West Coast plaza, it was around 2130 when we got there, and the stores were about to close. But still, Cliff, Terence and Wesley, went to play something at Comic Realms.

More stuff that doesn't need describing.

Ego: No emo stuff....!?

Shut up and die.

Then went to Starbucks and SLACKED. And talked. Had a lot of fun.

Come to think of it, I haven't really did something like that for a long time, just sitting there, slacking and having friendly conversation. Really nice. Just the four of us.

Slacked till 2316, then had to go home.

Got home at around 2330, went to bathe and stuff. And now typing this.

I really had fun today, great day.

Should do this more often, of course, if I have the time, maybe The June Hols? Or maybe sooner-The March Hols.

That would be awesome.

<~{K]->