Oh for the love of value supermarkets. I hate revision. They should ban all exams. Tres horribleu. The pressure is killing me. I am soo nervous. Okay, now I'm bored of being nervous. I shall talk about happier things.
Well, near enough.
My Father is the bane of my life. God, I love blogging. Name and shame! Sort of. It's not fair! He embarrasses (spelling?) me in public. No end. I gave him warnings. Reminded him I had a blog, and that I wasn't afraid to use it. Well here goes.
Today. He stole my little brothers fruit pastilles. And put MLB (miserly lil bro) in the front seat, turned on the ignition, and told him what to press to make it go. Luckily, my bro knew it was a joke. OK, so it wasn't that bad, but still. It would've been hilarious if he crashed the car though. He doesn't really care, because it's my mum's car. But my Mum came back from work with my Dad's car, and some clever little bird had sh*tted on the windscreen.
I bet she parked it under a tree on purpose. LMAO. God love nature. I shall say a little thankyou to all birds. You miraculous creatures! I shall give you extra oats next winter. ^_^
If anyone is interested in buying Raise Your Voice, from me, on eBay, click this link. http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&rd=1&item=250251349768&ssPageName=STRK:MESE:IT&ih=015
£0.99 + £1.50, p&p. Bargain. Tell all your lil sisters it has Hilary Duff in. Or in RTR's case, your big bro.
Have a good evening. Watch Eastenders. Live fruitful lives etc, etc. Sing along to subtitles on The Sound Of Music.
LOVE FROM ME x
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