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

sheesh.

i hate fridays nights. and guess what? i thought my *friends* would be dying to talk to me, but i guess not. everybody ignores me when i'm online. and when i'm offline, they all flock to me, OH WHY YOU SO LONG NEVER ONLINE ARH?

utter bullshit.

i despise people who don't care.
but you know what i despise even more?
I DESPISE HYPOCRITES. if you don't care, please, don't act.

my friends love me so much, i could die in front of them, and they wouldn't care.

i want to spit in your face and tell you WHATEVER, YOU CAN FIND YOURSELF SOME DUMBASS WHO DOESN'T CARE THAT YOU ONLY PRETEND.

i'm neurotic and dramatic, am i not? but this is the way i am. always insecure. always afraid of all of you leaving me one by one. what is the use? i fret, and it's still the same. everybody walks away one day. they think they're all very "big". FINE. fuck you then.

you can go suck on your own dick and pretend you're the angel. and what i am then? re you saying i'm a person not worthy of your time? you're nothing, don't you remember? just as i am nothing. we're equal. and there you go, acting all high class and uppity. OOH, MY ASS SMELLS BETTER THAN YOURS, MY SHIT IS CLEANER THAN YOURS BECAUSE I'M RICHER, I AFFORD BETTER FOOD THAN YOU. haaaah.

PUH-LEASE.

everybody ass smells the same.
nobody's shit is any cleaner.

what? you think you're an emperor? empress? OH DUDE. what? expect me to bow and kneel and kowtow like you're some bigshot?

damn you man.

YOU CAN THINK YOU'RE BETTER, YOU CAN ACT AS IF I'M SMALLER.

but one day ONE DAY, you'll get your just desserts and don't blame me if you suffer a fall and nobody cares because this is the result. YOU MADE IT THIS WAY. karma!! *shakes fist* KARMA.

i feel like stabbing you. FINE.

YOU'RE A GRADE HIGHER?
YOU'RE SMARTER?
YOU'RE RICHER?
YOU'RE PRETTIER?
YOU'RE THE BEST?
YOU'RE THE TEACHERS' PET?

man. that does not count for anything.

i despise people who ask me for my photos. OH GAWD. how i wish i could punch you and whack you with my cane. and slam you against the wall so hard, your teeth rattle and your skull smashes like eggshells.

what? DO YOU HAVE TO JUDGE ME BASED ON LOOKS? it's absurd. "if you want to be my friend, you must [state requirements] e.g, be pretty, must have big boobs, must be a slut, must have money."

UGH. stupid cheap sluts. i wish i can stuff a pen up your fucking *great* ass.

SEE HOW YOU LOOK WHEN YOU GET TORMENTED.

i despise having to walk on eggshells on day long with people i don't like. and people i don't click with.

some people may seem like they have many friends, but they don't. they are all hollow inside, with no souls. the insides are empty. no hearts, no soul. NOTHING.

yeah, they socialize. they say 'hi' and 'bye' to people who matter. and to those who don't, they pretend don't exist or even worse, they torment them.

and you have to pretend around them. you can't be callous, or you'll break the eggshells you're stepping on. you can't make stupid jokes, the eggshell cracks, and it's the end for you.

really. i dislike awkward situations and tend to clam up. so don't put me in situations where i'll stammer and stutter and act all self-concious.

damn those people.

harrr. i won't stammer and stutter, but i'll say the wrong things and step all over their feet.

ENOUGH OF RANTING AND RAVING ABOUT ASSHOLES AND ASSWIPES.

i'm going to m'sia tomorrow. please miss me.

HARHARHAR. i'm so humourous, i can die of laughter. not.

nobody ever misses me. i'm just your typical sad ugly fugly bitch.