Hi.

Hi Dong Hoooooooonnnnnnnnnnn....

This feels like Deja Vu. Since when, and how did you find out about my blog...? Anyways. Sup guys, I'm back. Hi, my two man (and woman) audience. How are you today? I'm feeling much better. I had a horrible cold yesterday. Woke up with the most annoying headache. My head felt like someone was pounding a bass drum from the inside, then being really obnoxious and amplifying the sound. So, for about half the day, me head felt like a walking dubstep machine. That was a pleasant half a day. And so, For the morning and part of the afternoon, I was walking around aimlessly like a zombie. Eating, reading, sleeping, eat some more, lose your life for a bit on the computer, and back to reading and sleeping. For the rest of the day, I did nothing, but repeat everything above, just in a more awake and less zombie-like state. Yes, I managed to recover from my sugar overdose hangover and my cold in half a day. As you can probably tell, I have a very regeneration rate. I recover from most small sicknesses within a day or two. Worse illnesses go on for three or more days. But meh, not you guy's problems XD

So, today I felt like writing about myself. I can fully assure you, that you don't know me too well. What you're all scratching at is the surface, the shell that contains a lot of turmoil and mixed emotions.
Firstly, let's start off with my outer layer. I like to call myself a Con Man. Why? Because I find it sooooooo easy to completely rip everyone off with my emotions. Let me rephrase that. That was explained badly. I find it way too easy for me to all trick you and fool you with my body language. I have absolutely no idea, but it's just soooooo easy to make a fool of somebody with my emotions. But I usually don't. But I will tell you one thing. Now, Dong Hoon, Beth, this is a secret .... ;) You know how I always am able to make people laugh by being stupid like falling over in my seat, or falling off my trumpet, or nearly tripping over myself? That's all a lie XD . I like to entertain people, but I'm not witty, so slapstick does it for me. Trust me, if I wanted to, I wouldn't fall off of my trumpet. Stat. That's just one example. I can fake sickness as well. Remember in the first term of Year 9? That Assignment where we had to make our own original product? Well, if you remember correctly, I went out 'sick' to 'sickbay' because I was 'sick. The real reason was because Nick had left his USB in Room 30. So I went down to 'sickbay' (Cough *ROOM 30* Cough), taking a detour into sickbay to make sure I was actually put down as 'sick', and went off and found Nick's USB. Some kind year tens in the sickbay covered for me while I was meant to be in sickbay. There were a lot of people there that day :P. And so due to my brave adventures, we managed to get Nick's USB. However, my pride was short lived as we didn't have to present that day. That was a balls moment for me.

My next layer, also known as Inner Turmoil, not peace. Okay, aside from my humorous layer of slapstick and adorability, there lies a slight madness and insanity. Sometimes I get these really weird urges to strangle something, or to destroy something, or to actually kill something. So that seems slightly unnatural, but what's even more unnatural is, these weird urges come completely out of the blue. Soooooooooooooooo...... call me a psychopath, call me a murderer, I don't really care, why? Because it's me. And I'm sure you all understand. Right?

The third and final layer. Me. It defines who I am, and what my actions are. And honestly, all I  want to do is settle down with a few of my best friends, or even get some friends, invite them over. And have a nice life. Why? Because Life is too short for all it's trivialities. I don't want to spend my life in a chair, waiting for my next exam's results so I can go do another exam. I know it's not the most optimal life, but it's the life I want to lead. And who in the world has a right to deny me this?

Y'all be well now
-J