Mot, Myself and Me Mot: means witty saying. Short for Mote (speck of dust), reverse of Tom (Cruise), which is in turn short for Tomato. Ashlee Simpson, Big Fish, Just Shoot Me, Red, Tomato, Blueberry Cheesecake, Rockstar
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Sunday, July 03, 2005
the day you slipped awayyy wimbledon has been a treat to watch and although i was really behind roddick, he didnt deserve to win. as for venus!!!! she just rocks da socks! with that said its been a really gruelling past week with common tests being the only sole purpose for living. i was breathing and sleeping and dreaming it. eating the notes and pulling my hair out. and for what? a test that probably wldnt even matter at all. except maybe in the report book and when it comes to remedials and all. thing is i was really doing it for the teachers. they've been the best but i really let them down by starting one week before. what the hell was i thinking! i will never ever never ever ever ever do that again! i will be very consistent and really really practise and study hard!!!! i will not mug i will study! i cant afford that stress that anxiety attack before history paper was a killer. so napoleon came out i had time to laugh at myself. and while doing math i was singing to myself. singing all those random tunes heard on power98. my only consistent companion. i think but it has forsaken me too because their sms system totally ignores me and as for calling thru im either caller no2 or caller no5 but not no9 or no4. so arghhhh. im gonna hafta pay for fantastic four. that's bothersome! i dont think i ever took it real seriously? i was actually the calmest for math paper. somehow in the afternoon it gave me more time to recuperate. friday was just a walkover cuz whatever happened, the movie and celebration was waiting for us. playing badminton after that was a great outlet for all that pent up stress too. i really really really needed that. so damn tired. woke up the next day feeling like what, shit cuz my whole body was aching then i embarked on the longest car ride i ever had in singapore alone cuz of the rocking chair, the ezlink card and the photos. and what else i cant rmbr anw i came home and watched ashlee and then live8. which lasted way till 7am. yes i stayed up the whole duration. of course in between i switched to venus and davenport but yeah i still got my name down on live8 so thats cool and erm yeah venus won so thats cool too. then today i woke up and it was tv again at 12 sharp cuz charmed was last episode. really really good. then i didnt do much. oh i slept again. till 5. woke up ate lunch and watched onetreehill and then watched AI and then watched federer roddick and now im here. doing what. blogging. like wth my whole life is decadent once again. i cant even blog abt meaningful clever stuff im just writing abt my stupid life cuz im stupid and i cant do anything smarter than this and yes im screwed for commons too cuz stupid pple cant do commons. screwed screwed screwed. i hate it when he puts up lyrics after every entry and like spells lyke dat. lyke wat da shit! go and bugger off stop being so pretentious why is this getting to me after so long i just cant take it anymore u just go strangle yourself ok? do it! and then another one, blogging abt stupid stuff too cuz ure being too lazy lazy lazy and uninspired! sapping all my positive energy away. look at me now im a wreck! and reminds me of the photolady who took the ugliest picture of me ever. im gonna kill myself. and then yeah an affectioned ass. a scheming power hungry one. all shitfaces! screw offfffff. and stupid hopeful ones whom ive been so kind to and tolerant off. you all disgust me! u know that? im going to regret this. but maybe not cuz i really mean it. just that i may have been like that to someothers and so im like yuck disgusted i cldve been at that kind of level. despicable. revolting. go away. misundestood pple. so sad. so pitiful. awwwww. crush them like ants! but dont hurt the ants they say! then i wont! but crush them we must. crush crush crush. they are overtaking u. u cant let them u musnt if not they will crawl all over you and u will be viewed with that contempt look that YOU have in store for THEM because YOU were meant to be bigger and better than THEM. wake up! lost inside lost inside... so much shit to do im gonna be judged for what i say here u know, when pple start coming here. thinking what i write is for them when theyre wrong cuz i dont do anything for anyone i do it for myself and only myself because i only like myself dammit. im so stressed still because i cant rest. i cannot. if i die now i will haunt so many pple. i havent had my playtime. im coming im at your doorstep im gonna getcha.... haha. hahahaha.
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