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

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i just got back from tuition today. ms pauline forced a guy (what's his name?) who's from anglo-chinese (barker) to sit next to me. -_- remember the guy me and jiaxin laughed at last week? yeah. that's him. i think he's scared of me because he doesn't say anything and he seems nervous cos he's always fidgeting. HAHA. i'm so powerful (not).

i think ms pauline doesn't think much of me cos she says i'm a liar (i don't know if it's a joke or not, because i'm thick in the head and therefore, you have to be subtle when talking to me) and she says i'm LAZY. boohoo. i am, right? oh yeah. i am.

i didn't finish my tuition homework like the others. i only did 5 questions, and i didn't touch it since last week! now i have to dig it out or else ms pauline might slaughter me. i wanted to walk home in the rain actually. and make myself sick so i don't have to face ruixian tomorrow. i don't know what to tell her. what should i say?

sorry, but i can't tolerate playing the instrument anymore?
sorry, i can't do anything right?

i might as well see her tomorrow. i can't run away. I'M DEAD. i don't know what to say la. i just know i have to get ready for loads of punishment. even though ruixian looks a lot like my cousin, she's not my cousin and therefore she will not pity and sympathize with me like my cousin will. anyway, how do i know if my cousin has sympathy?!

what the hell. i'm just crapping. EE YER. and i'm sadddd. sighh. i hate the bus rides home. i hate being alone, but i want to be alone. i don't know if this is torturing yourself...i'm sadistic!

i wonder where people find all the things to blog about. i sometimes feel that i have nothing to blog about and im just rambling on about crap (yeah, like now).

shut up. i feel like going out. i feel like singing out so loudly, i can burst the neighbour's ear drums. i hate neighbours. did i say that?

they're so fucking kaypoh. everytime look into the house, and when we walk past their house, we can't even glance in. i heard them talking about how *some* people are busybodies. i'm not, ok?!! i'm not like them, stop to look in, look at the computer screen, see the fishes. etc etc etc. GOD.

and i know they call me rude. what?! i don't say 'hello' to you, you must complain is it? so am i supposed to put on a fake smile and chirp 'hello auntie/uncle! how are you? what are you doing? how's life?' every single time i see them?

no, duh. they don't even care about my feelings. they scrutinize my every move, waiting for me to fall so they can laugh about it later. SHIT YOU LA. it's such a pity. how do you foster good ties with your friendly, affable neighbours?

when i'm in a good mood, the most i'll do is offer them a smile half-heartedly. or else i'll just glance at them and then look away before tottering away quickly. i don't want to embrace them like they're some long-lost relatives that you haven't seen for a decade. ): i wonder what the government would do if they hear of me, a teenage girl with a big attitude problem.

i hate it when people scrutinize and analyse my blog and then ask me 'why....' 'what...' 'how...'. don't ask me why it's like that because i'm not a teacher. you think it's my job to explain why this and why that?

speaking of teachers, tan meimei wants to change seats. BOOOOOO. i like my partner! PROUD TO BE HALIMATUL'S PARTNER! ((:

i don't ever want to sit with rachel leah again! she....SO...sucks. what a hypocrite. and he's so damn bloody competitive. punch your nose and make you bleed arh!

kidding (: i don't want to go to jail for assault.