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

dear readers,

we're sorry to announce the demise of jolyn's tagboard because we all didn't tag. the tagboard couldn't take being lonely anymore and just committed suicide.

love,

the dearest friends who didn't tag.

p.s. if you all continue to not care, then maybe the next person's funeral you should attend is jolyn

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i'm gonna be a bad good girl. i'm going to wear socks so high, they reach the hem of my skirt. i'm gonna carry my back so high, it's just below my neck. i'm going to stop piercing my ears and copy down whatever the teachers say. i'm never going to skip cca again, and won't get into anymore fights with bitches. i won't use anymore swear words like fuck.

alright. that was a lie.

hurhur. i wanted to go orchard, but ): stacey couldn't go, so i guess it was pointless and late already. dionne wanted to come, but we didn't go. maybe next time...

dionne, yiling and i stayed back to do the classroom deco thingy. it's be yourself day tomorrow, and i still find it absurd. you're yourself everyday. you can dress up like a gorilla and you'll still be yourself.

anyway, i don't think anyone from the class is going to dress up. hurhur. the teachers didn't say we can dress up, so everybody didn't know if going retro is the best. what if we aren't allowed?! that will seriously humiliate me.

hurhur. national day's coming. i can't wait for the long holiday that follows. i'm so psyched. and it's tharsh's bday tomorrow.

dionne is nice. i don't know. i know she can be a total bitch sometimes, and if she wants to, she can be very nice and adorable. like today. we both convinced yiling to take the bus to tp with us. hurhur. she takes a longer time to reach home, but we supplied her with some lame excuses.

during the walk to the bus stop, there was this CUTE little cedar primary girl. she looks about primary 1? 2? and she was going home alone. i was puzzled, why didn't anyone pick her up? she's young...some *perverts* decides to do something and it's the huang na case all over again (touch wood, she's too cute. don't touch her, or i'll break every bone in your body).

we disturbed her by calling out "girl! girl!" and she turned around and flashed us a not-so-toothy grin. "what?" she called out playfully. "nothing!" i said, and we all laughed. she turned back and walked faster. then we called her again, and this time i say "you very cute leh!" then dionne continues to call her.

we ran up to her, and i think we scared her a little. she started running on the wet ground. then that idiotic (in a very endearing way, alright...) yiling said she might get knock down if we don't stop her. which didn't help.

hurhur. we laughed and laughed and laughed. the girl's so cute. i'm gonna find her tomorrow.

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whee. halimatul is so nice. (((:

bee chok saw my earrings today. "are you supposed to wear those earrings in school?" she asked, and went closer. i was kinda afraid she'll see the second hole, so i covered it with my thumb. "err. don't know. prefects never say anything."

"but is it allowed in the handbook? do you know that these earrings make you look so much older?"

HUH?! what? older? so how old do i look? 54? 97? 100? explain, please. she forced me to take it out. boohoo. then the second one, the smaller one. the one so so so so so so so so so so tiny, also came out. i accidentally tugged at the back of the earring, and the whole earring just came out. from the back. boohoo. my earhole must be that big (:

loll. i'm gao lao shi's favourite student. i ask her so many dumb questions like, what homework do i owe you? (answer: alot)

sigh. need to write a letter (in chinese, ass la) and also do ban yue ji. i owe her 7. shiitt. ban yue ji = twice monthly.

i can safely say i owe her about 3 and a half month's worth of work. shiiiit. and also the computer print out thingy. and the two worksheets...

aw. save me. i'm gonna die from work overload. and i have to research on modernization. for the sake of our class! and the loyalty thingy. if we don't do it, we're so so so so so so so dead.

get ready my coffin.

p.s. dionne, don't worry, don't be guilty to make me cut to demonstrate. from the work and stress overload, i'll be cutting too (:

ho ho ho. merry christmas.