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Saturday, October 02, 2004


Why Am I Single?(too)

****Discontinue reading if you can't be bothered to know that I DO have the occasional thought in my head besides memories accompanied with photographs of the latest happenings.....
****extra warning: Puke inducing according to tolerance of romance.


The time now is 12.20 and I KNOW I should be opening my biology book and reading up on..... whatever chapter 4 is about. What comes after enzymes? I'm SO screwed.

I'd blog about David's birthday do.. but I've been inspired to muse about something else. Maybe tomorrow I'll blog about his birthday thing alongside with pictures that he should send to me.

:) Kyle, Amanda and Aileen have inspired me to do this piece. I hope you guys don't mind. I know it's some sort of thing that you share among yourselves.. that spur of the moment similiar thoughts only a bunch of close friends would share. I'm the outsider that envies your musings. Hence, this. :) All the credits go to the three of you!

I wouldn't be questioning the fact as to WHY I am single.. because there aren't many reasons as to why I am still single after 17 years of living. It's either this or that, or these or those. (too disgusting, too different, too unhot enough, too crappy, too friendly, too stange, too distant, too wrong. etc)

But i DO realize I might sound like a desperado by questioning this.

I don't know why but I feel the world around me is pairing up really fast.. and the ratio of friends who are in relationships to other single friends are closing in on a solid 1:1.
That's close to a 50%.

Hence feeling lonely is inevitable.

I don't know what to do with my presence when my friends start touching each other and whispering sweet nothings to each others' ears in front of me.
Should I smile and look away? Should I pretend I didn't see anything? Should I laugh and try to break them apart and say, "that's quite enough, kids."? Should I jump in and join the fun? Haha. But you see? That's just me.

I worry about getting too serious about myself emotionally and would quickly make a joke to stop myself from falling lower.

When I was younger, whenever I frequent places like Starbucks or Coffeebean in the night, I used to wish I too had someone to hold me in front of our friends and lying on someone's chest with that smug expression on my face.
when I was younger, whenever I visited any holiday destinations, I wished I had someone to share the cool night air with or long beach walks with.

But those are probably the thoughts of a 13/15 year old who is in need of some hot luvving. There I go again, trying to be funny.

I never wished for someone to call me 24/7.
I have wished for proclamations of love.
I never wished for someone to buy me breakfast,lunch and dinner.
I have wished for someone to hold my hand.
I never wished for someone to always be beside me everywhere I go.
I have wished for the sweet chase of a potential relationship.
I never wished for a personal driver.
I have wished for a childhood sweetheart. I'm 17, is it too late?
I never wished for teddy bears or diamonds.
I have wished for love letters.

I think my problem is that I always try to see and while I'm at it, try to make everyone else see the funny side of whatever situation that I'm not comfortable in.

Usually my mushy button is set to 'on' by romance inducing factors. And the factors usually do not revolve around me. (friends in love, tv shows about love, books about romance..blablabla.)
And it's set to maximum 'off' when I get a chance to test the waters of that type of world.

And when the Chance packs its bags and leave my door, I immediately rush to the door only to see Chance by the airplane window, fast becoming a speck in the sky and hence disappearing to nothingness.

Now, who wants me to shut the fuck up?

Let's compare. When I was 13, I wanted a boyfriend. or rather I wanted that friend boy to be my boyfriend. And that was all. Never thought anything more.

Now I expect that being with someone, is more physical. I don't know much about the 'caring for me, me caring for him' part. That will probably come together wrapped neatly in a package when Relationship comes knocking on my door.

But how is it that some people just jump into these things so easily?
I observed someone getting together having not known each other for more than a week or so. Do they not worry?

But tell me, who do not enjoy some attention? It would be nice to have a sweet little secret admirer. But obviously it depends on who you are.:)
I remember in early form1 I had a pseudo-best friend who was showered with attention from the opposite sex and I used to moan about how I don't think I'm pretty enough and bla bla and she was like, "haiyo, complain so much, get plastic surgery la." .. My self-esteem went an all time low that couple of years when some seniors insulted my exterior. I did feel ugly.

But you know what? Congrats to myself. I don't feel so bad about myself anymore. I think I look better with abit more meat in my face.(even though recently Kay Hong told me that he found it strange I have extra meat near my chin. He couldn't find the word that could describe Double Chin. bitch.)

 I think I look better with a happier outlook on there things around me. I think I look and feel better a rounder looking Jolene than bags-of-bones-while-drowning-in-clothes-with-sad-hair Jolene. Am I saying I'm happy being fatter? Hahaha..Maybe. But it is strange, why is it that when I feel good about myself, I don't seem to get those 'attention' so much?
When I felt ugly, I actually had a few people coming up to me .. and allowing me to drag the chase for long long whiles.

Sorry to say la, but jealousy will always.. in my case, TILT it's ugly head. Just a scoop of jealousy on the side. I do away with the hate.
My close friends are mostly sweeter looking and on bad days, when a random boy would rather look at them..actually look is a pretty weak term to define that action...more like trail with their eyes.. I used to feel a pang of sadness. But now I choose to look elsewhere, like say, the blue clouds in the sky..or the cool skirt some random girl has on..anything to stop me from feeling bad about myself. :)

I don't dwell on this shit much. But tonight I take time off from being Jolene-set on studying for AS mode to being Jolene-the sad case mode.

Honestly, I've never sat pondering, "Why am I not sort after abit more?" unlike some people I know. This question usually comes after rejections to confessions offered to my love interests.

I don't get a chance to sit here pondering, "Shit, fark, when's it coming? So Slow one?". This is because I'm so filled with friends that I don't see the point in doing so. But lately, that's not the case. It's time to grow up.

Therefore, I've started to believe that no matter who we are, there will always be that someone for us. True...whatever..does exist. It could be someone we played masak-masak with, someone who traded Ultraman tapes with you in standard 1, someone who walks home with you occasionally, someone who comforted you when they saw tears in your eyes, someone who accompanied you for late night mamak sessions and most importantly that someone who has always been waiting patiently by your side.

Maybe it's just the potential-spinster in me talking.

But human beings will always be human beings. There will always be things for us to take for granted. It will always disappear after awhile awakening us to the fact that we were so nonchalant. I learnt it the hard way. But if all goes well, and if some people remember that they still have an email account, then bless me, I hope I'm heading the right way.

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Thursday, September 30, 2004


Half Fried Me

Today is the A-Levels Photoshoot day and I'm a lobster now.

8.00-2.20pm had me under the scorching sun even though the day started off with the ending of a storm from the night before. Arrived at Barry's place with the intention of arriving early, but received an sms that said, "shitting, wait ah." Haih, two days in a row adi. Barry, you really have to adjust your shitting time.

I suppose my job today was not THAT tough. But it was interesting to know what kind of people there are in A-levels.

And I've come to a conclusion that:
1. The boys are all very tall.
2. There are two extreme type of girls. Those whose main purpose to come to college is to be seen in their latest togs and those who never wear anything else but baby tees and jeans.
3. That even though we're all 18 year olds, the similiarity between us and kindergarten children during an assembly is uncanny.

But I'm grateful that there are no more immature pre-teens who would try to mimic your shrill commanding voice when you try to arrange them in place.

What am I saying, we ARE 18 year olds. I take pride in being akin to an 18 year old.

*this section has been "discredited" because someone said he wanted to sue me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAA..... and.. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. ok. the story was that he accidentally nudged my boobs and when he turned around, he asked me, "how now?".. and I just found it so incredibly funny. anyway.*

Ah.. was oggling Esther's hot lecturer. My, my, how can anyGUY'S ass be THAT succulently tight..?! The way he walked, he just kept swinging his hot bum side to side, luring me to..........STUDY ECONS. AHAHAHAHAA. And he's got this Jim Carrey type of face. Hidden behind abit of floppy hair with a youthful smile. hahahaaha. hotbum hotbum hotbum hotbum. This is the first time I can safely say, "MY WHAT A SEXY ASS."

There were a bunch of girls before Su-Hsien's class who were SO adament on NOT standing on the chairs. Reason being: "AiYaH, WeArInG hiGh HeeLS lA.. How To StAnDdDddDddDddDdD(intentionally dragged on to play Pied Piper with the boys)."... Like sheesh. Don't you know that the boys in YOUR class are so friggin tall? And most importantly, don't you know that I have to stand in the sun the whole day and if we stall anymore time, I leave later?
*I so needed to take my eyeballs out and roll it around my palms*

Verdict on the Myth that A-Levels got no cute guys: Sad, but true. But if you look long enough..(like me, 14.20-8.00= 6 hours) ..you'll know that there are a few rare gems amidst the hundreds of a-level's guys. *air liur meleleh. setitik-dua saje*

But pretty girls alot.. If I was a guy, I'd be happy.

Yesterday at Success, I told Abby, Chun Meng, Kevin and Melissa the "why did the malaysian cross the road" joke. It was like both couples were at a game show, bombarding the answer at me, the host.

And the answers they all came up with? lame lame all.
"to buy roti canai?" "to see lenglui" "to follow the chicken?" "to buy prepaid card?" "coz got zebra crossing?" "cannot cross but cross anyway" "to see Kevin."(Kevin said this one). etc.. haih. Even when Zhuo Yan joined us, he couldn't guess.

My friends didn't want to give in to me.. *sob*. They tried guessing till I was late for physics. They did it on purpose because I did the "GooOooood retarded chilDrennn" joke on them. AHAHAHAAHAH. Melissa Kena. Who else would?

Oh the answer to the joke is "why, to see the accident across the road of coz." I think I've blogged this joke before.

Esther and I discovered this bit of pavement today.



It's damn cool. Someone, years ago, did some graffiti on the undried cement and years later, this is what happened. Moss is actually growing along the lines.

Jayelle's back and neck ached at 12:05:39 am
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Monday, September 27, 2004


Mad People Party

I know I'm more than a little mad to be awake at this time. 2.22am.

But that's because I swore to myself that I would blog by tonight hence my Monday can be used for other more important things like, er.. ... what's that word again, AH YES. Studying. *goes to the corner to pull tufts of hair out*

I got back from the SPA party at 11+pm and got so engrossed chatting with people like esther, david, Gan(of all things, we talked about the correct way to apply a nipple sticker) and kwo kuang on msn and before you know it, it's 1am! :D And I haven't even showered, let alone complete my 'tasks'. I only did one out of two of my tasks, that being pure maths nov 2001 given by teacher. I opened my bio book and closed it three seconds later after skimming through the degree of difficulty. Save for another day. Another day closer to the damn exams.

Yesterday we had our long postponed yam cha session. Finally! It only me, Mel, Dennis, Joshua, Su-Hsien and Mun teng, but nevertheless, it was great company so early in the morning. 8am to be precise. Hahaha. 8am was the time we all woke up, triggering a chain of wakeup calls. LOL. Go read Mel's blog about how she tried to wake me up.
Speaking of wakeup calls, the coolest wakeup call I ever had was having Abby looking down on me when I opened my eyes. And I didn't even know she needed to tumpang my house for awhile. That was in form4/5.. :)
I offered to drive everyone as THE Dennis Chan and THE Joshua Tan have yet to tried my driving. I make it a point to let everyone who have chaffeured me for more than one occasion to try out my driving. Muah-ha. Muah-ha.

Scared Dennis abit as the first thing I did when he got into my car was reversing to the wrong side and then pausing for awhile to say, "hmm. Which way to turn already ar..". LoL. But other than that, it all went very well. I could drive AND dance to the moffatts CHRISTINA AGUILERA. YES. christina aguilera.(the only other cool album in my car).Not Moffatts. *looks around nervously*

Spent nearly 2-3 hours sitting and gossiping and telling funny stories over and over again. Basically things old friends do best when they get together. Besides, waking up at 8am is definitely a good way to fully utilize one's Saturday.

I KNOW I should be asleep. I KNOW I will fall asleep during chemistry tomorrow. Screw it. Was listening to my collection of MP3s while attempting a maths paper and suddenly, LFO'S Summertime Girls came up.

Immediately I drifted back to an era of internet discovery, self discovery, lonely nights whiled away scribbling false reality and assumptions and exaggerations in a pan-cute diary, rejection, feelings of feeling wanted for the first time, teenage bopper obligations(posters berlambak kat dinding), feelings of hope for immediate goals(seeing that boy in the morning session/chatting with that other boy online/GREAT BIG PYRAMID OUTINGS/let 'him' see me when i walk by etc).

But come to think of it.. I realize that it actually reminds me of a time imagination overpowered me and long lonely nights because we were all 13 year olds(me 12) who had no where else to go but anywhere your parents go. Now my days are so noisily filled with family and friends every minute and every hour. I no longer have time for being bored shitless. Now, I can be as spontaneous as I wish to be. No one controls my sleeping hours, my money is up to me to use(not like there's much to deal with there) and I can go out anytime and anywhere without asking for permission a week beforehand.

basically when I listen to songs which remind me of my form1 days, the feeling of being in form one comes flooding back. It's *abit* like the Pavlovian theory(Audrey, heh, I'm being smart here.:P). Same goes for songs that I frequently listen to in form2(Mariah Carey-Can't Take That Away), Form 3 (O-town-Liquid Dreams), Form 4 (Nelly-Hot In Herre) and form 5 (Douglas Lim-Empty Decorations)..

Maybe 5 years from now, when I listen to Jose Mari Chan's Beautiful Girl, I'll tell you how I felt about myself when I was in college.

Today there was the SPA Party cum Post Hip Hopera Gathering. Kyle's abit different from other people who are forced to drive. "Wait at McDonalds for me k!".. :) My mum thought that his action was quite fair and wise. Definitely something she'll tell my brother to do.

As Kyle put it, a truckload of people had to hitch a ride from him too. That being me, Wei Xian, Matthew, Mike and spouse, Isla:P and another guy called Shaun. My mum was also in McD's buying dinner for my brother and when I left she came out to see me off and I shyly told Wei Xian, "my mum's buying dinner for my brother, she's not here to see me off." And Wei Xian laughed and say, "Wah say until like that..!" haha.

It took us a few attempts to close the car door and only half my butt was seated properly but at least I was held in place by everyone else hence I felt -quite- comfortable.

I had a bad wedgie by the end of the ride and guess where was the place? Yes, Melissa, it was next to your house. Was so tempted to call Liss out to come meet me at that Sunway Sutria/Sumatra place.

It was one of those cool condos that my brother always wishes to move into whenever we drive back from Melissa's place. Miss Stella, the teacher advisor, arranged for a catered dinner at an empty room by the condo's pool. Not everyone from the cast and crew of Hip Hopera went. But it was good enough though.

The funny thing about this party was, people actually sat AROUND to tell jokes. I mean usually we'd sit around to tell funny stories about our own silly friends. But this was good fun! Started off the night with some hella funny jokes before the Come Back Kings(famous ex-spa seniors) did a bout of Whose Line Is It Anyway. Apparently that's what the SPA people do during their free time. They play Whose Line Is It Anyway. It was friggin funny and I had tears in my eyes. It was as good as the real thing itself. They were all given really weird identities to act out. Drag Queen Weatherman, Anchorman Whose Attracted To Sportsman, Sportsman with a diarrhoea problem... and then came the scenario segment. They were supposed to be at a party and the host would welcome the guests in and was supposed to guess who they were(ie. Barney, Sex and the City's Samantha Jones(obviously my suggestion), Austin Powers, WWE Fan, William Hung, Bollywood Wannabe, Charlie's Angels' Lucy Liu, Chi Ho the director of Hip Hopera)

To name a few, Kyle was: Barney, Charlie's Angels Lucy Liu
Mun Joon: Sex and The City's Samantha Jones(sadly he didn't try to sleep with anyone.)
Nigesh or Rishaad(?): WWE FAN, Austin Powers
Chi Ho: William Hung(hella funny)
Grace: Bollywood Wannabe
Ben: Chi Ho the director of Hip Hopera. (damn funny oso)

You should've seen Mun Joon spewing a line aimed to seduce the host(Mike/matthew) and suddenly Kyle would just sing, "I love you...you love me..". Funniest was when Samantha Jones aka Mun joon tried to seduce Barney.

Camera half dead.. so this is all I took. Will get some from the other cameras next time.


Take a guess?


(l-r): Yi Yang, Grace and myself.
Now, I FINALLY manage a nice smile and I have the wrong angle of arm placement hence I look like a blimp.


(l-r): Ming Choi dem cool,Wei Xian and myself.


while playing whose line is it anyway.


the teachers enjoying themselves.


still playing..!


The damn sporting teacher advisors.


Kyle telling a joke. Mun Joon the (new)monk on the right. Behind would be a splattered Ben and Yi Yang.


A picture of half of us. the other half left already.


Miss Stella did not know how to use my camera.


A more candid pic.
Backrow (l-r): Me, Yi Yang, Who's That?, Ben, Isla, Mike
Middle row (l-r): Charissa, Elaine(?), Grace, Nigesh/Rishaad, Chi Ho, Ming Choi and Doralisa.
Front row (l-r): Matthew, Wei Xian, Kyle and Mun Joon.

Before we left, I actually got lost in absolute darkness trying to find Kyle and co.

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