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.

With love,from Nicknick to Seba:

nigolas with BIG love! says:
hahaha
power
ok i go sleeop
pity the selfishness of lovers:it is brief,a forlorn hope;impossible. says:
kk
nigolas with BIG love! says:
or else i become more angry
pity the selfishness of lovers:it is brief,a forlorn hope;impossible. says:
good morning
nigolas with BIG love! says:
later i morning wake up IC name become sebastian
k goodnight

I've never been good enough for people and I never will be.You can all go fuck yourselves with your little boys and shiny disco toys.Conforming to society has been something I can't(refuse)to do.

I should go join the Goth kids in the corner.

I'm perfectly content to live in my own little bubble,with HH singing like a pig having an orgasm,everyone rolling their eyes at Mike's Sailor Moon jokes and Kiong being lamabasted for his pedophilic tendencies.

And,I don't give half a fuck if you don't know what I'm talking about either :D

My body feels like it might just give way soon,like an old Sanyo air-conditioner.(dramatic metaphor eh?)

Drinking is really,really bad for you.(Alcohol terrible,urine worse.)

"If what they say is true,you're a boy and I'm a girl.I will never fall in love with youuu."

Orly?



Why you watchin' me dance with the enemy?

Things are pretty much getting to normal school life alr.Although with all the stupid projects coming in and questionable people popping up everywhere it just spices up the routine a little more.

Want something exciting to happen pretty soon,but not TOO exciting(you people should know what I mean huh,i.e:getting punched in the face for holding an umbrella).Recently had a gathering at Sam's chalet with the old 308 crew and I've to say everyone's looking pretty good(with the exception of Ben who's still getting everyone's beer,barbecuing everyone's food and enduring everyone's taupoks).Looking back,we've all come pretty far from the young,impressionable feisty(our teachers would say the same)teens we were in secondary school.

If you consider dealing in recreational chemicals,weapons and syndicated betting going far(yes,Izwan?).If any of you guys are reading this,just picture us hanging around the Castle smoking bloody Gudang Garams and eating sunflower seeds like hamsters on crack.You'll laugh at how stupid we were.

And then stop cause after all,you are still laughing at yourselves.

But still,good times people,good times.

Oh yes,please stop touching my heart.I can't afford it given the state I'm in.

I'm broke :D



Hello world.

I'm dying. I haven't had sleep for 2 days and my body is wired on Red Bull and nicotine. I feel like the lead character in Crank.

My vision has started to vibrate and the words on the screen are swimming around like dolphins in the Atlantic C.

Still at least three-quarters of the thesis to go, hurray for excess carbo or I'd be concussed right now.

My muscles are twitching.

I feel funny.