Typical Rage Post

I'm fraughting to create a strong physical duress for myself because life suck so much lately. Yes, once again I'm sunk in this pessimistic world of mine complaining how terrible life is lately. Chemistry test just came in at the worst time ever, along with church decoration to juggle and the list stretches on.

It's like all the positivity has been literally sucked away at this very moment and I'm blaming on the most basic, minor thing I can find maybe in the dustbin or wherever that I'm only given 24 hours a day. 

Maybe self imaginary torment heals one's soul? 

Fancy myself with a blade or spear piercing every organ I can find just to release rage, it's like imaginary suicidal but not exactly what I crave for. It's sinful and I do not want to pave my way all the way to hell. However, sometimes.. just sometimes... I want to leave everything and just sleep till there's no tomorrow.

Everyone must be wanting to give me the 'parent' or 'friend' talk which I swear, I'll ignore because I believe everyone deserves a chance to fret and rot in grief. 

It's the matter of how willing they are. Me, personally I choose to pour out everything with my actions and the power of the human brand.

I'll mentally imagine myself with an imaginary 50 pound hammer [not even sure I can carry it or not, but who cares] and slamming anyone that is against my way. Works perfectly while waiting for the toilet with a full bladder; I imagine myself slamming this imaginary hammer onto a person while urinating.

Or maybe... Shit! I was supposed to imagine of something violent until I recalled scenes from 'Saw' and now elevating the deviousness in me and it freaks me out.

Damn, this brat can be so evil at times. Not always... but at times. I rephrase "not always evil, at times."

Double the shitness, especially when I have intense pain after dental scaling and air-flow. Thank goodness, I earned seaweed soup from Eelin. 

It's only a temporary downfall I hope.

After reading this blog post, I can guarantee people will go on panicking and frantic as if apocalypse is approaching. Save all the paranoia because it's just another shitty day for this brat.

It's not like he's going to murder someone or loose his mind and end up crazy since he has so much plans in the future, worrying will only add the burden he's currently having. Why am I typing on behalf of him? Well, there's another Hansley Liew living in the current one and I'm here to speak for his thoughts.

It's awfully weird feeling insane and mad at the same time.