i am VIVIAN.
i study in singapore polytechnic.
i like to
DOODLED at 10:11 PMi'm feeling too pissed for such a nice, windy, rainy night.
YEO YAO SHENG, that bastard of a guy, owes me $120. which was supposed to have been transfered to my account LAST SUNDAY morning. i have come to realise SORRY DOESNT MEAN ANYTHING, sucker. i have this crazy premonition that he's going to run away to thailand with my money or something.
which is just madness and paranoia.
but i'm fuming with anger right now, so i'm entitled to scold him any-oh-how i like.
*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRSSSS*
okay. i'm still not coool.
joy doesnt answer my phone call, she's currently MIA. AGAIN. and this time together with a chunk of our GGT project!!! which she was supposed to send to me NOW. dammit.
yuxuan and meiyin both are incontactable. i need to dispatch OM project work to them. like, RIGHT NOWWWWWWW.
SO. right now. NOTHING IS DONE VIVIAN. none of the projects. nadah. zero. zilch. kosong. LING DAN.
just go to hell vivian. you deserve to die.
thats the voice. no, VOICES. they're screaming in my head, making a huge din. i can hear them shouting and shouting at me, to get things done, to start working, to do SOMETHING.
i really can. it was worse just now. SCREAMING AND SHOUTING AT ME!!! in my head. MAKING A DIN. i'm not kidding man. must be something wrong with my head. must be something wrong with ME.
what you should do now, vivian, is fuck care. put them ALL, out of your mind.
you're losing it, vivian. one small slip, and you'll be gone.
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DOODLED at 10:11 PMi'm feeling too pissed for such a nice, windy, rainy night.
YEO YAO SHENG, that bastard of a guy, owes me $120. which was supposed to have been transfered to my account LAST SUNDAY morning. i have come to realise SORRY DOESNT MEAN ANYTHING, sucker. i have this crazy premonition that he's going to run away to thailand with my money or something.
which is just madness and paranoia.
but i'm fuming with anger right now, so i'm entitled to scold him any-oh-how i like.
*ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRSSSS*
okay. i'm still not coool.
joy doesnt answer my phone call, she's currently MIA. AGAIN. and this time together with a chunk of our GGT project!!! which she was supposed to send to me NOW. dammit.
yuxuan and meiyin both are incontactable. i need to dispatch OM project work to them. like, RIGHT NOWWWWWWW.
SO. right now. NOTHING IS DONE VIVIAN. none of the projects. nadah. zero. zilch. kosong. LING DAN.
just go to hell vivian. you deserve to die.
thats the voice. no, VOICES. they're screaming in my head, making a huge din. i can hear them shouting and shouting at me, to get things done, to start working, to do SOMETHING.
i really can. it was worse just now. SCREAMING AND SHOUTING AT ME!!! in my head. MAKING A DIN. i'm not kidding man. must be something wrong with my head. must be something wrong with ME.
what you should do now, vivian, is fuck care. put them ALL, out of your mind.
you're losing it, vivian. one small slip, and you'll be gone.