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JOLYNN CHEW

A goddamn PERFECTIONIST
loves to be doted on like a PRINCESS
Looks for SINCERITY, SUPPORT, UNDERSTANDING in a person
she Is MATERIALISTIC
LOVES belle, and that's FOREVER.
EASY to talk to, but HARD to please.


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If your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme. :)

SHE WANTS ........................

to be a little more successful
to be carefree
to receive flowers heehee !!
surprises and more surprises !!

ACHIEVED WISHES

a new laptop
chio laptop case
more nice clothes =D
a new phone DATED Nov 2009

UN-ACHIEVED ONES

laser treatment for my face
SNSD concert tickets
holidays to Thailand, HK, UK, US, Aussie and China?
go overseas with my love one DATED long ago
unlimited slimming sessions LOL DATED since young
BURBERRY wallet DATED Mar 2008
GUCCI LV bag DATED Aug 2009
a new phone DATED Nov 2009
CANON IXUS 130 in orange DATED Mar 2010
hotel stayovers DATED June 2010


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Wednesday, June 3, 2009
@ 6:42 PM

today i had two kinda "weird" encounters. "weird" because it isn't common in our context. it leaves me wondering if we singaporeans are too narrow-minded.

i was on my way to funan after school to submit my timesheet. i missed my bus stop as i was snoozing pigily to replenish my energy that was drained two nights w/o sleep. so i had to walk from marina square to funan.

as i was coming out of the exit of the MRT (st.andrew's cathedral side), a man who looks like our typical malay/indian, yet a foreigner-for-sure look, suddenly held my arm from behind. i was shocked !! really really shocked !!

he said "sister, you know how to get to peninsula hotel?"
i was like "yeah you're at the right exit. turn left after exiting."
him: i'm new here sister you really have to help me.

it sounds as if he's going there to save a life. so all i could suspect was him going to lure me into the hotel. TYPICAL SINGAPOREAN LA !! then he walks on without me, without saying thank you, i was like then still call sister until like what sia.

then he turns back cause he don't know where is it, and mind you there were many many signs. they say singaporeans are pampered by convenience, but well look at this foreigner, he only wants to be spoonfed. so every few seconds he turns to me like OMG =.= and then he tapped me on my butt !!!!

i was like "HEY DON'T TOUCH ME THERE !!"

but to my awe, he sort of ignored that warning, like he never heard anything. FCUK !
and then we reached the hotel, it was just beside funan. i pointed to it and asked him to just walk in. he gave me a handshake, for a moment i thought i might have misunderstood him. BUT THEN !!! he used his index finger to "scratch" my palm twice !! i google-d ok !!! there's no such gestures of mannerism in other countries. i felt kinda disgusted. was i thinking much?




at funan, joe was there working too. had a puff and i 851-ed home. i was coughing badly, in fact for the past few days i've been coughing already. this uncle, which most people will label his look as "tikopeh" asked if i was okay. he asked me to see a doctor. blah blah you know, words of concern. i was like "wow, he's even more caring than my boyfriend. what a pity, he can be my grandfather already."

a random question he asked: from philipines ar?

like WTF !! ah wa's (BF's brother) wife also thought i was from philipines. bloody hell, i look like those maids meh. kaos !!

to conclude today, i feel very exhausted as i didn't sleep much for two days, but it's good to feel that even strangers care =)



6:42 PM

No man means all he says, and yet very few say all they mean,
for words are slippery and thoughts are vicious.