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Stein Yan Fernando . The name's Stein listen .
Dear Diary,
I'M DOWN WITH FEVER! This sucks, bloody bloody sucks. Actually, no, it doesn't suck. Cause I might not have to go to school for another day. But it seems a 'person' needs something from me. And that 'something' is kinda important for our project. ..Ignore this part. Actually, I won't have to worry about a thing if she didn't appoint me as Producer. How can you expect a team to fully operate if you don't try to listen to your teammates? You should stop pushing around work which you yourself, is able to do. You know what? F*ck this, f*ck you. Yes you, you should know who I'm talking about. Why the F*CK did you have to pick me for your as your crew? Why the F*CK did you have to appoint me as a Producer? Why the F*CK do you have to be a b!tch? Honestly, if you weren't so stuck-up in your ass I wouldn't mind actually working with you. But noooooo, if it isn't bad enough, you just HAD to appoint me as a Producer, didn't you? Open your bloody eyes, since you're freakin' blinded about how your make-up is as thick as inches, everyone hates you. Everyone wants you to just fall off a cliff and splatter into a thousand pieces. Everyone just wants to pour kerosene on your make-up and burn it to dust, so that your 'boyfriends' are able to see what you really are.. A B!TCH. Who gives a damn about your shortfilm? I'm only doing it cause I have to, I'm only doing it for the grades, I'm only doing it, because I don't have a bloody choice. DAMN IT. BLEAGH, that felt bloody good. Actually, I'm kinda hoping that she'd read it. So she would confront me about it. Then i'd have every right to blast whatever I have to say, into her f*ckidy face. Signing off, 'niets. |
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