oh hey, it's supneb

he/him | enfp 4w3 | EN/ID/FR
somehow alive (in 2026! 🎉)

about him

with probable origins in the late anthropocene, supneb came into existence on a rainy February 7th, 2007 to the shock of absolutely nobody.he's a bit of a weirdo and oftentimes thinks he's being cool when he's really not. it is therefore recommended that you reject the copernican principle by reminding him of his peripheral position within reality.

too verbose? here's his bento (light mode warning)last updated 19/1/2026

the stanford tree gloats as a (real) california oak towers over it
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the typical mishmash of supneb's constantly cluttered desk

what he does

supneb is a slightly sad sod who is currently pursuing a *liberal arts* undergraduate education at stanford university much to the chagrin of his sweaty hands.supneb likes to contemplate the emotions that tint his glasses rose and then blue with a timetable far more wrought in poetry and introspection (contrived stupidity) than with the pursuits of the utilitarian masses. i.e, he celebrates thinking sans raison. yet, as the child of two engineers, he is too often stuck figuring out which of these two bitter poisons to consume.supneb is a staunch supporter of the irrational, the vivid, and the emotional. he also nerds out in the sciences (how the fuck does that even work?). prepare for rants about really weird datatypes, democratic data, and climate change. spread love, spread life, spread thought.

what he likes

books, manga, and games
programming and electronics
linguistics
geophysics
philosophy
being a nerd :)
listening to music
and kim kitsuragi asmr

fandoms

oneshot
yokohama kaidashi kikou
formerly openttd/bfdi/sm64
playing:
class of '09
(any suggestions?)

mount asama (art of rally)

poetry: elegy on the window of life
today, supneb's in-ear monitors may be playing...
irish folk of the sentimental type

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