Every year, I’d do something really crazy for April’s Fools Day. Last year, I posted a pretty picture of myself in a bikini and promised to strip. I got some very very risque comments from all my hidden readers, who suddenly decided that I should just strip and not wait till I gain 70 comments. But of course, I didn’t do it. My trick last year caused PS to be very upset.
2005, I did something crazier - confessed to “murder”. This joke went on for nearly a week, and even caused newspaper reporter Elizabeth Tai from theStar to start investigating. Ultimately though, it’s just a good use of special effects and Hollywood props.
Those were the good old days. Now things have changed. I am no longer that funny man you see. Pressure and stress had built up. And it’s pressing down upon me. I am Atlas, doomed to carrying the burden of the world upon my very shoulders. Relationships changed, what were good, is extremely sour now. Fights happens, trusts disbanded.
Oh the bleakness of the world upon me!
’tis too much to bear. I’m running headlong into dead ends after dead ends. And I just can’t come up with anything remotely funny for an April’s Fools Day Joke. Everything I do seem to come to a dead end. Even something as simple as an April’s Fools Day Joke cannot be executed properly. WTF man…
I wanted to do the “chewxy’s site got hacked!!!!!” thing, but it’s been really hacked before. Sigh… and I got so much in assignment to do. I can’t even finish my Management Accounting assignment. And I’m supposedly the programming genius. Wtf.
C’mon man… even something simple like Accounting, also I run into a dead end. Nobody celebrates my birthday anymore. They just don’t believe today is my birthday 
People just don’t trust me. WTF man… I tell the absolute truth, and people think I am absolutely lying. What the hell is this illogical logic. Some horrid karma must have gotten me
I ask you… people don’t trust me, what the hell then is the point of living? Today’s supposed to be a very funny day, but I don’t find anything funny. At all. I find life suddenly pointless.
Fuck it all, man… just end it all. It’s like life is so numb and pointless. I mean, if even the Mat Rempits get a rename to Mat Cemerlang, what future is there
Pointless pointless pointless. I checked my reinvigorate, and I found this:
Sigh. No visitors, then no need to blog already lah. Bloody hell. Ah whateverlah. You guys, my readers dun care, I also dun care. What is the point of typing reviews or long articles. As if you guys read. Blah
Really pointless. Is there any point to this?
Fuck it all, cruel world. Fuck it all. Just end already. Maybe I’ll end it myself.
Goodbye
Cool?
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If I don’t kill myself, then kill me already!
Those stats for real ah?
Hoi, don’t do stupid things. Why are u not answering ur phone calls?
Join me, my brother!
there are days like these, buddy. hope you’re alright!
Missing.
RIP my dear
OH… he really suicide…
OH -SHIT…
But,… this is really my first time came across got so many fxxx words in just one article. =P
Just go ahead and die.
You have never been funny at all. The reason i visited this blog because someone posted at LYN that u are dead. Thanks for the cheap advertising. I’ll laugh if you are really dead.
thank you
Bye chewxy…. See you on the opposite side of the River Styx.
please bring se7en with you…
Honestly, the things I do for you ^o)… and you do this to us? How could you
Oh come on
You’ve gotta have a better prank than this!
There’s a dark forest deep in the heart of the Rockies, surrounded on all sides by mountains. In the center of the forest is a lake on the shores of which you will find a large black stone. If you swim out into the center of the lake, the stone will drag you down into the darkness.
You will emerge from shadows in the alley of a frightening dark city of heavily arched roofs and buildings built on stilts. You must not talk to a single citizen of this city, or you shall be trapped there forever. The citizenry is horrid and mutated, and they will leer and curse at you, and their hideous and deformed women shall offer you unknown and horrible lewdnesses.
At the edge of this city is a highway. Walk down the left side of the road (yes, against traffic) with your thumb out and a man in a dark truck shall pick you up and drive you back the way you came. The city will be gone, and he will take you to any place on Earth as long as you can name it and there’s a road there.
*pokes*
[...] Very well, some of you did guess correctly it was an April’s Fools Day prank. I’m sure some of you are really concerned, and some of you are just plain nasty. [...]
*prepares a Covenant needler*