a time when i talk too much;

WTH.
Just as I wanted to watch that "7 o'clock" show with Felicia Chin in it, it's over. Sue me for not following the series but I'm too engrossed with my trusty little black sidekick to even bother with the telly anymore.

Except for those times like The Dancefloor, for instance. Which I can't help but LOL so much during the audition episodes that my parents think I'm mad. Shit. I blew off my cover already. No more angel Hidayah. It's the twisted me now.

Eh! It's Total Defence Day tomorrow right? Cool. I hope they blast the sirens as loud as possible. I haven't heard those wailings for the past two years so the SCDF please blast them off your speakers!

Oh yes Valentine's Day. I've been spending my day today with yours truly, me. Well, we ourselves need personal space. So as of now, Valentine's Day is solely a ME! day. (Unless some prince charming turns up at my doorstep which is preposterous because I'm not living in a storybook or am I Cinderella or Queen of the Damned). & I can't believe I have to return to MI tomorrow for school until 6 March. I'm having too much fun at home or outside. Best part is, school ends at a freaking 5PM tomorrow.

I have no idea why but my bloody 'prt sc' function isn't working so i can't proudly show off my weird wallpaper of Invader Zim.

Sigh. I just enjoy changing my desktop wallpaper. Don't you?