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Saturday, April 10, 2010

This is going to sound like something ive mentioned before. Or maybe not. Maybe ive told this to pinut. But anyway, i think i harbour secret hopes of one day taking over the world. Thats right. The WORLD. THE world. THE WORLD. Not in a business sense or by outsmarting the planet in trivial issues like food shortage and such, but by sheer evilness. Like in those cartoons where the bad guy has this legion of followers and he has this unrivalled weapon of mass destruction. Or simply weapons of mass fear since none of us actually knows if the weapon works, cos if it does, there wouldnt be a world left to take over.

I would be holding this weapon, presumeably a gun, a death ray which can shoot out beams of heat so hot that it defies logic as to why the gun doesnt melt. I would be in this headquarter so high up that, using the laws of physics which apparently doesnt apply to evil kings of the world, a single gust of wind should topple me. I would have my favourite meal served with the snap of my fingers, which isnt all that convenient since i cant snap my fingers properly. But being evil king of the world, i can blame it on one of my 6 billion plus servants and have him/her/them executed using that illogical death ray gun.

I would not need a whip for i have my gun. Go figure. Seems likethe gun is the source of my power. Nobody dares to steal it for fear that if they get caught, they will die in liquid state.

Now what if that little fantasy of mine (shit man i actually sometimes daydream of this kind of shit) suddenly obeyed the laws of physics? I wouldnt have a headquarter, leaving me a homeless king of the world. My gun would melt when i shoot it, melting my hand in the process, making my vulnerable to all the people i have hurt. Or, my gun cant melt and hence, the gun would be more effective as a club (seeing as for the gun to be that hardy, it has to be heavy and realistically, i shouldnt be able to get proper aim with it). But everyone knows that a one man show with a melee weapon against the world will only have one ending: me winning.
Nah thats impossible, again. Hence, my empire falls, and the new age of man (why is it always the new age of MAN, not woman?) arises from the ashes. Andi wake up/snap out of it, feeling a little disappointed.

Im turning 18 this year. I cant believe i actually still imagine these things in my spare time.

I NEED TO GROW UP.

Husaini @ 8:53 AM

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Ahmad Husaini
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Raffles Rugby 05-08, Pwnage09, 10S06F
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