i don't like the drugs(but the drugs like me).
Salutations.
My name's Jonan,
I'm an 18 year old with the lungs and liver of a 70 year old.
If by any unfortunate(for you) chance,
you get to know me more intimately,
you will find that I:
am quite the cynical little shit
am rather lazy,that's what everyone tells me anyway.
prefer night so much more over the day that I've made a few owl friends.
experiment with the stupidest things possible and still think I am reasonably intelligent.
have an ectoplasmic look during classes.
change brands of cigarettes as much as a girl changes clothes.
am an asshole in my own right,if you know what's good for you,you won't get close.
have an email address;jonan_yip@hotmail.com.
Misery loves company which is why I'm never alone.
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Kiam Par lah Hanhui!
He did it again.Hanhui managed to land us into shit together with him.During recess,while we were on the way to the toilet,Hanhui managed to offend a sec 4 malay boy.Stupid dick.Me and weimin were in the toilet doing our normal shit when Hanhui and the malay guy started bitching each other.He could've cleared up the misunderstanding easily but NOOOOO.He had to show off his
BIG BLACK BALLS.And they had a bout of shouting,etc.We thought that matter was resolved but at the last period,which is history there were around 10-15 guys waiting outside our classroom for Big Balls to give him the "Royal" Treatment.Since it WAS history period and the history teacher was being a bitch(always is) and moreover,no matter how big,black or smelly Hanhui's testicles are he is still our friend.So we snuck out of class into the jaws of death(<---referring to Big Balls).There was alot of yelling(vulgarities)/pushing(typical) between Testicle Man and the Malay guy.There was almost a fight(which was what everyone wanted) but some teacher who takes my class for reading broke it up.She looks like kermit the frog btw.Except Kermit has a better complexion.Suay was the word of the day.When we crawled back into the classroom our history teacher managed to spot us(God knows how:she's a blur cock) and Mr Razat walked in at the same time.SUAY SUAY LAH.We got detention.Had to sit outside the General Office and write bloody testimonial.(Brings back fond memories of the past year tho.)M.R said we might have caning but then again,it may be a scare tactic.After that little episode,all the shit that happened worked up an appetite for me.Went to central to buy bubble tea and fries.Not a good combination.Went home feeling sick.Anways,gotta run.Till I blog again,
Jon.
8:48 PM
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