I have about the same amount of patience as a peanut, so instead of writing Stargate SG1: When the elves step in, I'm writing this. So a little intro: Dr. Heighmeyer asked every member of SGA1 to write something in their diary ever day for the whole week. So here it is. Let's start with Sheppard, Shall we?


Monday. April 6

Sooooo... Let me just say I'm not very good at this diary keeping thing. I know that no one (hopefully) will read it, but I just felt the need to say this. We should be writing about what we did today so here it is: Today we went to this really cool planet with little villages and all. And there was this really hot chick who was smiling at me and winking to me and stuff. Rodney of course thought that the girl was hitting on him, but I know better. No wraith encounters. Thank god. And yeah... I guess that's it. Bye then!

Tuesday. April 7

I'm back! I just came from a sparring match with Ronon. He won obviously. But I think I'm getting better at this already besides I don't get my ass kicked as much as Rodney. Speaking of Rodney I wonder what he is writing in his diary... I should go and find out where he hid it.

Bye for now!

Wednesday April 8

Still no luck with finding Rodneys diary. That sucks. Today we had an ordinary recon, but some wraith showed up. I killed about 3 and teyla got 1 Ronon and Rodney didn't hit anybody!!!!! Losers. Caldwell arrived with his fancy ship too. And we are stuck with them for three more weeks. McKay said something about system malfunctioning, but I zoned out after 'weight distribution'. Then he asked me to go and give some fancy pice of ecuipment to Hermiod. I ordered a liutenant to do it. I mean it's not normal if a creature doesn't know it's sex. Just not normal!!!!!!!

Also, I have a date with Laura today. Wish me luck! (It's not like I need it or anything. A new bottle of hair gel would come in handy though.)

Bye for now!

Thursday April 9

More wraith. I hit a tree insted of a wraith, but I blamed it on Rodney I can't be more of a loser than he is. The date with Laura went horrible last night. I couldn't find a suitable topic. It's was like talking to McKay. I blame it on that cheap hair gel. Caldwell just doesn't know what kind of hair products i need. This hair doesn't just 'happen'!!

Yesterday I saw Teyla wink at one of the gate guards. She said that her eye twitched, but I don't buy it. Oooh, ooh ! I almost forgot! There was finally roast beef in the menu! I have been requesting for it forever. It was just as good as i hoped. And I told them to put extra lemon in it so that Rodney couldn't eat it. It was so much fun seeing his face cloud over when the chef said that there was lemon in it. He stomped out and started working on the chair out of frustration. Of course now I'm forced to write a formal apology to dr. Zelenka, because his lunch was ruined too. Oh well... Stuff happens...

Friday April 10

I wasn't my fault!!!!!!!!!!! I'm telling you it was not my fault!! Okay maybe it did accidentally slip from my mouth that Carson's turtle didn't run away, Weir threw it off the balckony thinking it was a fish, but It still wasn't my fault!!!!! It's not like I threw him. Okay so I yelled, „Look! A Fish!" out of the blue, pointing on carsons turtle, but I didn't think she'd fall for it. Apparently she did. Carson promised to order another set of extra-big syringes just for me. So unfair. They just hate me because I have their dream hair. Okay I'm going to have to go now and write an apology to Carson about his turtle and everything. I hate when I have to do that.

Bye!

Saturday April 11

Don't have time to talk. Have to get ready for my date with Merilyn. And I'm so not going to talk about the accident in the cafeteria today, when I started picking my fork up and my pants split in half. I just had to wear those sponge-bob underpants today, didn't I?

Sunday April 12

The last day of writing in the diary. I quite started liking it already, but with my schedual, who has time to write anything apart from mission reports. Which reminds me... I have about 20 reports to read through before next Monday. I better get them to Teyla and tell her to read them.

About the date yesterday- Merilyn had heard about the sponge-bob accident as I like to call it, so she asked to see them. The date was a hit. I better clean my room. She lost her bra and wants it back.

Well... I have to go looking for it now.

Bye!