juu yeow;18
05.09.1991
DPA student studying Mass Communication(MCM) at Ngee Ann Polytechnic. I've been told that I don't look my age, speak like the rest, & that i hardly sleep-- I'm fine with that; but just dont call me "lian/cheena".
What I do; Part Timer for Radio Heatwave and Working at Loft & Public @HajiLane
contact me via email:
harajuuku@gmail.com
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js (sophia, winkwink)Jeffrey Campbell The Prospect Women's Shoes
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