Welcome back everyone to Farhan's Blog.
There has been a slight change in today's entry. Firstly, let me introduce myself. I am Farhan's sub-conscious self, otherwise known as Rafahn (an anagram of Farhan for those slow people). I am supposed to take over his daily duties when he is busy with his other work, but he has been hesitating to let me do this. After much pursuation, he finally allowed me to update this (pursuation that includes multiple injuries on him that is). So I will be updating this thing when he's not free from now.
Well, I must say, Farhan is one sick dude. I've been in his head for a very long time, so I know him very well. I mean, look at how many plots he's made for destroying the world, not that he needs to plot much since the humans are destroying themselves. His head is cluttered up with thoughts, but they are freakishly organised! What kind of freak could organise that much thoughts?! It was easy to find his thoughts that I need for updating this, but I had one pain in the ass selecting from all those different thoughts.
Let me start with recent events. Farhan has been highly obsessed with the Councillors' Investiture lately. He's been ignoring almost all other things, with the exception including only homework and sucking part of people's souls to bring in fresh inspiration. Whoops, I shouldn't have said that. From his fact file, he really isn't that disappointed about not being president, instead he more of pities the current president. Not that his emotions matter much to him, since he's stiff like his... err... nevermind. It seems that the Councillors are his top priority, I mean second priority since his first has always been that other thing. He has highly promising innovations for the New Council, so hopefully this will bring success to the council and I personally hope that he will stop being so damn lame.
Woah! I just had a great idea! Let's sabo Farhan! Let me check out his though file on girls... Hmmm... Scrolling through his files... Games, Garbage, Germans, Gigolo, ah there it is, Girls! Hehehe, finally, the whole world will know his secret social thoughts... WHAT THE HELL?!?! Most of the names in the file are protected by firewalls!!! Damn, he's smart!
Let me check those unprotected ones... Woah, Mr Singh is in this category, and so is Omar and Sara. Let me see their files... Under Mr Singh it says, "This Literature teacher seems to strangely attract masculine attention with his overgrown forest." That was a weird entry. Under Omar and Sara, there's only a note. It says, "They are perfect examples of humans practicing pointless activities. Have potential to be responsible for the end of humanity." Whatever could that mean? I wonder...
Searching through his thoughts could be fun after all. Let me dig up one more file before I end this. Let me pick one. Hmmm... ah hah! Let me do something naughty... Hehehe... Let's check his pornography thoughts... Woah, looks like 'P' seems to be made up of mainly pornography! Let's open it! Eh? What in the world is that? What the... It's a computer casing!!! What in the world is he doing staring at computer casing?!?! Hey, there's something written on it. It says, "What kind of idiot do you think I am? Allowing you to see such thoughts..." Damn, busted again...
Alright, I guess I'll stop for now. I'm getting tired from looking through his thoughts anyway. Hope you guys like my entry better than his! Let me end with a quote: "Sheesh, what were you thinking?"
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Editor's note:
Remember people, it's all fiction, right?
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