it's so cold in this... house

so here goes. my parents are scary. their idea of "fun" is doing french coursework. their idea of "money" is €6.34. their idea of "warmth" is 4°C. their idea of "good tv" is a french documentary on cocoa beans. their idea of "discipline" is a BASTARD MSN CURFEW.

anyway, i fear you have all heard this before, so i'll move on. we aren't going skiing. not fair. also no chocolate today, my dad "forgot". we can't even watch the pope on tv struggling to say hello in 47 different languages as he is too ill. doesn't really feel like easter. thank goodness i have cds with me, or i would have become deranged by now.

thursday was good. went out to see a film at the human rights film festival at the ica. oh by the way, they are showing a film called "kill your idols" there from april 8th. anyone want to come? www.ica.org.uk/index.cfm?articleid=13575 ... yeah so i didn't exactly go gallavanting, as you're meant to do the day before good friday, but i guess it was semi-gallavanting. saturday, got the train home from saskia's, ate hot cross buns with francie and jay, dossed around a bit. went round to danielle's, and that's about it, really. yay. saturday, woke up at the insane should-be-illegal hour of 4am to catch my flight, which was depressing, exhausting, and full of chavs. WOOHOO I SWEAR I HEARD THE FLOORBOARDS THEY WERE CREAKING YOUR NAME....
kaiser kaiser kaiser chiefs in april - CANNOT WAIT. (also can't wait to get the fuck outta here and back to forest gate. i crave people-who-aren't-my-family, junk food and sanity.)
please please please everyone go online before 9 tonight, (that's nine french time, so 8 british time, or something..) bastard bastard curfew. yes. indeed.
cheerio.
x
p.s. i have noticed that people have STILL not commented on my triple extra long entries below. scaramouche! get a move on, suckers! i demand comments now!