ahh freak..

God, what's wrong with me? i seriously don't know.. i'm not eating. i'm not sleeping. i'm not doing anything except mope around all day. ahh freak. i don't know what's wrong with me.. singing doesn't get my spirits up anymore.. maybe cause i'm too tired to sing or something.. i'm all smiles around you guys i know. but that's expected eh. who goes out with friends and give attitude right. so ofcourse i'm a smiles and bouncy-ing around them. like how daniel calls me a crazy piggy that's always so enthu and cheerful. HAH! that's the last of me man.. but, well, first impressions are important aren't they? ok. wait. why in the world am i talking about first impressions? i must be insane. wait. how can i be INsane when i'm not sane. how can insane be the opposite of sane when insane is in sane which means that i am in sane. which technically means i'm sane. so by right i'm supposed to be outsane? ohwow. i bet i'm confusing you guys. cause i'm all confused too. wait. i'm starting to babble already. maybe i should get some sleep. nah. that would proof no help. i'll just lie in bed and start imagining things or something. wait. i do that even when i'm not trying to sleep. HAH! okay. it's positive that i'm insane. wait no. outsane i mean. ahh freak. i'm starting to talk to myself. i must be really going outsane. HAHA! that's normal news. you people think i'm crazy which practically means insane. no. i mean outsane. yes. i think i'm boring you readers with this post that practically nothing but mindless talking from me to me. wait. that doesn't make sense. oh freak it. i don't care. anyone care to drop by and tell me what's wrong with me if you figure it out. cause seriously, i don't know. bye.