found my dad a present. now i feel guilty because my mum hasn't got enough. oh bollocks. if i find her something else before friday, good, otherwise... fck it. :)
artois, i'm definitely not just tired. i'm actually bored. and my parents are starting to irritate me... wanna know how my mum woke me up this morning? she slammed by bedroom door open, yelled vanina and left. yep. that's all the sweetness and niceness you can get out of her in terms of waking me up. meh.
girasole dear, i'll tell you what... with the last bridget jones i was all for colin firth, obviously. but i never really fancied him. yes, i'll admit... i find hugh grant incredibly sexy. especially now he's a bit older... when they were in thailand and he was wearing a white shirt... oh wow... i just wanted to jump him. seriously. shame my mum was sitting next to me so i couldn't really drool that much. yes, i'm ashamed. but what can i do? ;__; but i never really used to fancy him. not in 4 weddings, not in notting hill or the first bridget... am i forgiven? ;)
tomorrow night my brother and his 'girlfriend' are getting here. we'll see. thank god they're not sleeping here but a friend's house. this flat is going to get way too busy. i just want peace, quiet & presents. XD