jolyn dislikes long profiles, they reveal too much, and where's the enigma in that? apart from that, jolyn is also an ugly monster, and if you have something against ugly people, then well, too bad.

jolyn adores music, androgynous boys, shark(boy)s, pink spiders, robots, black and red, the word 'awesome', musicians, and referring to herself as the third person, a trait she picked up from uncle goh.



(in no particular order)

ryan; yiling; elsia; cherie; tharsh; evelynwong; see ler1; see ler2; jumalia; kimberly; denise; dalila; weiping; nurul; shaun; kelvin; jessica; candice; grace; shyaza; chekseen; amirah; jaan; jedidah; nadzirah; juliana; aqilah; charlton; qixuan; aqila; xinyi; sili; samantha; melissa; jolene; nadia; nurul; suetfar; armeeza; joanna; melissa; sakinah; peishi; gurvin; wuyi; yingying; jennifer; dionne; peiwen; zakkiyah; azrina; estee; fiona; germaine; jiaqi; shirlynn; jacqueline; joshua; qianyun;

grouphug; ryan; postsecret; kennysia; xiaxue; levan; translation; dictionary; edison; youtube;

untold prophesy
lingyu
deborah
khairiah
cheryl
alvin

foto decadent ; moargh ; bias-ED.

iPod [video], sharkb0izx 101, scene hair, a lot of clothes, tongue, navel and lip piercings, shopping spree, a million billion trillion gazillion dollars, effective weight loss, accessories, skinnies, BILL!, a lot of moshing, 69 hours in a day, more gigs! ask me and i'll tell you

badminton was fun (: i played for 2 and a half hours, and i wanted to continue, but evelyn was groaning and moaning, begging me to stop. then i sighed, and said 'oh, alright'. see. i'm such a good sister. -not.

heh. i can't play with evelyn. she keeps trying to serve, but she misses it, and i keep laughing. she missed like, four, five times in a row, and i had a hard time trying to make myself stand upright. my tummy hurts! which is good. no pain, no gain. and i still crack up laughing when i think of it. i can't serve properly, anyhows. so i shouldn't go around laughing at people.

i realize my links are not working. OH DAMN. i forgot where to put them. eee yerrr. i shall fix them later. hahaa. i don't have much friends, and it's hard to link people you hate. and some of them requested specifically not to link them. sighh. sadness. anyone wants me to link you? tell me =)

cherie told me something which really tickled me. her friend wants to go steady with me - without seeing my picture. all he knows is that i'm jolyn, and i'm suicidal. he's suicidal too. i chatted with him for, like...20 minutes? about how we should die, and then he told cherie he wants to stead with me. WHAT THE FUCK. whoa. i didn't know that talking about committing suicide would make me such a hit with boys. maybe i should try it on ___....

haahaa. i'm ugly. fuck it. there's nothing you can change about it. i'm only afraid that when i grow old and wrinkly, there's no one i can play badminton with. sighh. i know la. guys only like pretty girls. i'm over that. no more no more no more. girls also like pretty girls. so odd. girls are jealous creatures, yet they still hang out with pretty girls. why can't a pretty girl hang out with an ugly girl so that the pretty girl doesn't pale in comparison to another girl?

wait. am i making sense? oh whatever. i'm just crapping. k-hab.org reached 200 people, and the deejay was so freaking happy. he was whooping, screaming and shouting and he keeps saying 'i love you all to bits!!' errrrr. weirdo.

alright. i completed half (ALMOST HALF) of my homework. they are sloppily done, which means teachers not happy which means they pull my pierced ear (OMG. i have 3 piercings! surprise surprise. i'm so gloating, but hey. if you have it, flaunt it). whatthefuck. anyhows, i need to practise my instrument or i'll die. the wicked witch wants to hear me play, and i can't reach high notes. stupid instrument.

i hate it when people don't reply my smses. please. if you send me an sms, don't ever send me 'yes.' 'no' 'ok'. eeee yerrrrr. i hate those types and i will never ever ever reply that.

my smses are very long-winded. i go....

'hi! what are you doing? watching tv? ooo. anything nice on tv? funny movies? tomorrow you going out? hahahaa. eee yerrr. i'm so bored at home. nothing to do. haiz. tomorrow you wanna go out together? play badminton with me? you know...my sister keeps making me laugh, and i can't hit well whhen i laugh. sighh. can you play with me?'

ok. not so long-winded. i just hate it when 160 characters go to waste. i'm such a miser, but hey, i ain't rich and i'm not gonna spend dunno-how-much on a sms with the word 'ok' in it.

AND PLEASE REPLY MY MOTHERFUCKING SMS OR YOU DIE. geddit?


ta-aaaaaa.

gonna go try to finish up the rest of my homework so i can convince mummy to let me out tomorrow. i don't wanna stay at home.

hols are gonna be over. SIGH. boohooooo. i <3 hols.