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

when i'm bored, i have this inexplicable urge to change my blogskin.

i slept the minute i got home from guitar lesson. today was super fun la. i really suck at getting the tempo right, my teacher says i'm too stiff but what the hell. it's fun to learn something. i slept from 1+ to 4.

i introduced dashboard to teacher. my favourite song :) and who knows, maybe one day i can master it. i like it better when dashboard plays acoustic. the drums and bass sounds way weird after you listen to the acoustic version.

i want to go running in the rain one day. it'll be so fun. the way rain blurs your vision, and you wonder if it's you crying or is it the rain pelting so hard on your back, you feel the sting.

i was lying in mummy's room, wondering what the hell am i doing to myself? what the hell am i doing with my life? i enjoy listening to really sad songs, and in turn, i think depressed + sad thoughts.

life is so bleak suddenly. i can't wait for CNY.

and yingying decides to speak to me again (for some inexplicable reason, of course) after ignoring me for the past few months. she should've seen her face man. it was so effing awkward and i felt like laughing so much.

"jolyn, did you hand up your history homework?" HAHA. it sucks being history rep, doesn't it? having to ask people like me and goh yiling to hand up work when it's so fucking obvious you detest us. i looked at her, kinda stunned. "no la, i never hand up."

oh ya, i have to do fucking art. stupid fuck la. so stupiack, why are we stylising our damn observational drawing? and what collage? and we get so little time. TEN DRAWINGS IN A WEEK? (ahem, i have less than 2 days to do it, and i barely even drew one).

the art teacher is another oddity, she gets really angry because we don't listen to her and me and halimatul turned ballistic and started scolding her with vulgarities when she's standing near us. i think she pretended not to hear la.

i don't fucking care anymore. ART SUCKS. i can't draw an egg properly without having to erase it and draw for another ten times before i settle on something that looks vaguely like a circle.

who included art in our secondary syllabus arh? WELL, DEATH UNTO YOU THEN. jk la, later the MOE guy come and sue me.