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

i.
seriously.
need.
some.
sleep.

my eyes are closing. i'm going to die from tummy aches, but i can't bear to eat. don't ask me why.

i'm going nuts.

i want to fling myself off the building.

if i do die, please call my handphone, and ask my mum where the funeral will be held. then please pay your last respects to the dead (in this case, me). AND FAKE A FEW TEARS. then i'll know how much i am missed (not really, cos you're just shedding crocodile tears, but whatever).

how do you know i've passed away? when you see that my blog hasn't been updated for like three days and i didn't inform you why.

then you'll know i've moved on.

PASSED ON.

and dear mr casanova (weepee) wants to arson my funeral. go ahead, torch me man! an early cremation. just don't torch me when i'm still living. YEEOUCH. my skin will sizzle and i can't get out of the coffin. barbercued jolyn. shiiit.

yepppp. want to know a good song?

i never really liked will young. i prefer the cute and sweet-looking gareth gates. but i like will's song.

I'm here just like I said
Though its breaking every rule I've ever made
My racing heart is just the same
Why make it strong to break it once again?
And I'd love to say I do
Give everything to you
But I can never now be true
So I say...

Chorus:
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now
Feeling weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now

I'm here so please explain
Why you're opening up a healing wound again
I'm a little more careful
Perhaps it shows
But if I lose the highs, at least I'm spared the lows

Bridge
Now I tremble in your arms
What could be the harm
To feel my spirit calm
So I say..

Repeat Chorus
I wouldn't know how to say
How good it feels seeing you today
I see you've got your smile back
Like you say you're right on track
But you may never know why
Once bitten twice is shy
If I'm proud perhaps I should explain
I couldn't bear to lose you again

Repeat Chorus

Yes I will...

Repeat Chorus

i heard it on the radio today, and i realize it had meaning to it. at first, when i heard it, i kinda loathed it. because i was till red over the fact that will young won pop idol and left gareth to bit the dust.

but i still love gareth, his gap toothiness and all. :p

will young's ok. (: seriously.

lyrics courtesy of www.lyred.com

well. gotta do research. BLEAHHHHHHHHH.

i want to sleep. i want to leave. i want to....d i e. sometimes.