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I sat on my duvet, thinking hard- which, you know, is a rarity but hey, a girl gotta think some times.

I saw Max and Fang today out by today by the old oak tree. They looked soooo cute together; I mean they're like the Ultimate Winged Human Couple...oh! They're the IT couple of the Mutant World! Fang is like all strong and protective with that like emo thing he totally rocks where as Max is pretty much super hot badassness personified. Hmmm...I wonder what it'd be like to have a boyfriend. I read is a magazine that we got from behind a KFC's in Chicago, that girls with boyfriends at my age are much more mature. That explains, like, alot! If I did have a boyfriend he'd be that silent and strong type, kind of like Iggy but y'know not blind. That is kind of a turn off. I mean no offence to Iggy, he has got that colour thing to go on but it's not the same is it? It's like being partly deaf and only hearing muffled sounds but not an actual conversation I guess. God, that would be terrible, I mean really tragic and stuff. Anyway, I would want my dream guy to accept me and look at me and all my bootyliciousness! (Thank you Beyonce!)

All though...If I had like a zit, which would be so G-R-O-S-S! I wouldn't want him to see me cause I would mega die! He'd have blond- no brown- no...Oh I don't know! Good smile, proper cheesy and I like, like, movie star teeth and a guy that can make me laugh!

Aww, last night Iggy and Gaz were messing around and did the funniest thing! I only came into the kitchen at the end but somehow Iggy got a face full of pancake! If Max had made it I'm surprised it didn't burn his face off or induce major vomiting! Gross! Anyway, it was really funny. He had it all on his face and his hair- which really needs conditioning- and it wasn't even properly cooked so it dripped and ran all over so now his cute tee ( which moi picked out for him, not that I am want to boast or owt) is ruined and showed off his ripped 6 pack nicely...wait, WHAT! Why in J-Lo's name am I thinking about that? Like that?

I yawned, stood up and went over to my dresser. We were staying at Max's Mum's house for a while and Angel, Max and I were all cramped in the spare room, with Fang etc down camping on sofas. I swear if Total comes and moults on me in the night one more time I will rip his stumpy little wings out. Musing this over, I picked out my pyjamas which had a cute studded font that spelt 'DIVA ALERT' on the top and leopard print shorts. I kissed Angel's sleeping head and slipped into bed, pulling my lace sleeping mask over my eyes.