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.

Friday, February 17, 2006
Recall.

Sorreh.Haven't been blogging lately because I can't really use the com on weekdays.Or I'm just a lazy asscrack.With that aside,I shall recap the past week's events(to the extent of my inexplicably bad memory).On monday...Shit.I can only remember from Thursday lmao.Okay,on thursday we had physics lesson and me and Hanhui were "torturing" Benjamin who was sitting in between us.(I know he likes it actually he is such an SMBD person.)Benjamin was screaming(in pleasure) and yelling bloody murder(covering up his masochist side) all the while a certain Edward Tan was trying to explain The Workings of The Universe with us.Winnie started shrieking and a bit of cussing at us and because we really had never seen a Whale-Crow hybrid before,we started laughing.The most bizarre thing was,she started crying.We were the ones getting called "cheebyes" and yelled at to "shut up cause other people want to study".And we were laughing.Ah well,we ARE mentally disturbed after all.Went for CCA at four,at which Five plus,Mrs Neo asked me where Junguang was.I went up to call him down and guess what?Smart-fuck didn't believe me.Quote:"Jonan you are really a bad liar.Hahaha."THAT'S BECAUSE I WAS TELLING THE TRUTH DUMBFUCK.It took three trips up and down,from the hall to his classroom to convince him.Oh yeah,Mrs Teo was bitch-erizing our class again."You all better pay up your $2.50 for the file or I will send your names down to Mr Ong (overused line of hers)" "Cher,you want to make money then say lar.No need to collect until like that.Go beg for alms can liao."At this particular sentance she got flustered(Wonder if I hit a sore spot.Could she have done this before?"You know I can sue you for DEFAMATION?"Please lah.That line is expected to come from a student.She made everyone stay back and had a bitching session about our class.I think she was born in the wrong era.She would have made a good addition to the Japanese secret police(Kempeitai) as one of the interrogation officers.She could've bored the life out of Lim Bo Seng.Today,I wanted to make my I.C but I couldn't get off the computer.I think I need rehabilitation.By the way.It's a friday night,go out and have fun.^^.Leave me here alone with Sally.That's my computer by the way.

Have a great night out,Jon.

10:19 PM




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