That Black Box.

My butt. Attached to the cushion of the couch. "C'mon, it's time to go!" My butt. It's still there. My hand. Clutching onto the remote control like as if it's my Boyfriend or something. Me. Staring at that 'black box'. Just staring. It's about time to announce that I'm addicted to you. My television. :) Seriously, somebody help me. I've come to a stage where even staring at it seems amusing. HAha. Nola, I'm not that bad ok. Or am I? I'm sure I'm not the only one right? Or am I? LAlala... -That black box that could bring colours to our lives. or at least mine. HAHa. Can't wait till exams are over!!! :D

cheers.