"Till the day, this I promise you."

Wow. Woke up really early in the morning. Like 8.20. Because my aunt/tutor was coming to torture teach me. Ergh. And I arranged for it to be in an unearthly hour because I was going to go out.

BUT. My parents grounded me. For some reason or another. Oh, well. I'm so lazy to do my Tamil, and the clock is ticking. 2 weeks is coming to an end, and I still have not even started a word of it.

And for my two english articles, I can't find 10 words! Not saying that my english is "pro". But I sincerely cannot find ten words that baffle me. Ah. Here I go with my complaining.

The Nanny is something that I am getting addicted to again. I was lovestruck with it in 2005 and 2006. I liked Mr Sheffield, the handsome heir. Three guesses why.

I need to get out. I need to. To escape from reality. A reprive. Just to.. get away from my family. A day with my friends, perhaps? I would like to go shopping, kinda. But how long till the novelty that I am spending money wears off? Besides, after the first hour I get tired and irritable.

I enjoy it as much as the next girl, but not too much. It'll postively drive me crazy. Besides, I might just need a handfull of captivating fics, and you've got me all strung. Yepp, the way to this girl's heart is books.

Sometimes, when I listen to songs, or read something, I feel like crying. Now, when I first listen to a song lyrics properly, and it's something out of a love quote and stuff, I get all sappy.

Yeah. The sad truth about me. And when I read such a sweet and fluffy fic, the smile on my face will not diminish still I see my sisters face. But when I read sad fics, I can't help it. I feel like crying.


"Gimme a song, and I'll sing it like I mean it."