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i woke up to kelly osbourne's breasts this morning. there was nearly some nipple showage there i can tell ya, but everyone does need a bit of nipple to wake up with on a sunday. but on to more important issues, i've started revision. hurrah! & so now everything within arms reach of where i am currently sat is covered in re key words on post-its. double hurrah! (hopefully no one will notice i can't spell fission & inner)
earlier i walked past the greenfield's house, & mr greenfield & the russian dolls (the same person yet in three different sizes aka tim, ben? & miniest tim) were all being all perfect family outside their house. i imagine the perfect family to be very similar to the greenfields. i mean, with their extension & eldest son for head boy. pfffft go away. they spend their sunday mornings all in the car bonnet happily laughing together & doing all the father son crap; where in our house dad's down the pub & we only eat if big sister samantha can be arsed to drag herself down to tesco for food. but i'm not complaining, i like it our way. + tim is a bit of a ledge.
this is the last sunday i can say "ugh, i have to put on that stinky school uniform again tomorrow." EVER. & yes, i will say this is the last for every single day in the next week.
this evening i'm seeing the hitch-hiker's guide to the galaxy. i'm quite excited, i've heard good things about this film.