So here you go chums and chummettes, the second chapter is up and I really want everyone to review, it would be totally marvy and groovity Fab if you did so. I love these diaries and I have great plans, but I am not including Masimo because I don't like him :)

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Sunday 6th March

11:00 a.m

Double poo and Merde! How did I let this happen, just when I am in the stage of mourning, Dave the Tart comes along and snogs me.

11:01 a.m

And it wasn't just any snog, it was a number 5!

11:02 a.m

I shall never recover from heartbreak at this rate. I shall be in a convent for the rest of my life. I will never meet a guy I like enough or one that won't leave me to have a marsupial snogging experience.

11:04 a.m

Great, Vatti has now made himself known by yelling at Angus then tickling Mutti. Adults over the age of 30 shouldn't so public displays of affection. It's horrific. It's worse though when Mutti is drunk. They fondle and canoodle. Erlackapongoes!

11:07 a.m

I hope I'm not like that when I am older. It would be horrific. I wouldn't want to put a child of mine through the humiliation that I have suffered. You could almost say I have been abused! Well I have to be honest, in more ways than one. I have been abused by Dave, being his gofer when he gets the horn. I have been abuse by Lindsay's forehead (or lack of it) since she became a Prefect. And I have being exposed to Adult old folk porn.

11:11 a.m

Then again, who's not to say I have exposed people to teenage snogging porn.

10 seconds later...

Naah, there is no such thing, it's normal for a teenager to be full of snoggiosity.

1 minute later...

Great mother has come in my room, which she knows is against the rules, and is staring and nodding at me like a Seeing Eye dog. Vatti then came (Oo-er) actually take back that Oo-er, that is really repulsive. Anyway where was I, yeah, Vatti came in and started doing it to. What in the name of arse is wrong with this family?

1 hour later...

FREEDOM! Like that guy from that Och-aye film where the Och-aye Lander in it was played by someone from Hamburger-a-gogo Land.

12:30

I maybe my bid for freedom, even though it means I have to get mum some apples from Jennings. I wish I didn't have to go there. As much as I love Tom it brings back too many memories.

10 seconds later...

Crap Crap and thrice Crap! I am in the land of Crapnosity.

20 seconds later...

Dave the Tart (as I am now calling him) is talking to Tom outside Jennings. How pathetico can life get? Very, that's how.

Walking up to Jennings...

"Georgia, what a surprise, nice to see you again girl" Tom came over and hugged me.

"Nice to see you too, Hunky" Tom blushed extremely red. He didn't know that I knew his nickname. Dave stifled a giggle, but I paid no attention to him. "Can I have some apples please?"

"Georgia..." I ignored him.

"And can I have some leeks, even though I think they are rank"

"Kittykat please..." still ignored him.

"And mum said I was to get whatever I could find cheep so by the looks of things... Carrots and minging Broccoli"

"Georgia!" shouted Dave.

"WHATTTTTTT?" I yelled back. I stifled a tear and went to pay. When I turned around to see if he was still there he was gone.

10 seconds later...

Why, why and thrice why have I yelled at him? He did nothing wrong.

1 hour later...

Back in my bed of pain. Literally, Libby's dolls and Lord Sandra and Scuba diving Barbie and allsorts are in this bed. But I cba to get them out. Wow! Did I really just say that? Bloody Jesus Christ, that is the ultimate laziness act, but then I am full of Sadinosity and Depressivosity. I cannot be expected to do amazing and graciousosity acts can I now?

6 hours later...

Seriously six hours? I must have nodded off. That's weird I thought I would never sleep. All this business being on the rack of love, I swear I shall never sleep again... .

Monday 7th March

8:00 a.m

Early bird this morning, already on my way to Jazzy Spazzy's. I feel much better than yesterday, saying that, I wouldn't want to feel much worse; can anyone feel worse than Crapnosity? I can see Jas on her wall. I decided to surprise her.

"MORNING JAZZY SPAZZY!" Jas flew about 2 ft vertical and fell off the wall.

"Blimey'o'riley Trousers Gee, you scared me half to death, and why are you so early?" I just shrugged, I think the horn called. Wait, what? No! No horn business, I must think of nothing else but good things. Jas could see I was in thought.

"I need to ask you something? What in the name of arse is going on with you and Dave?" Oh crap!

"Why do you ask?" I said innocently.

"Because if you haven't noticed my boyfriend works at Jennings and you visited yesterday, then yelling at Dave" Oh Crap Crap and thrice Crap! Double poo and Merde. I informed jas of what went on Saturday then yesterday and her mouth hung open like a very unattractive goldfish.

We were puffing up the hill, when all of a sudden the blunder boys came riding by trying to grab our nungas. Seriously I shall never understand thickheads like that. I swotted one with my school bag and shoved one of his bike. Instead of saying sorry, I and Jas ran for it and when we got to Stalag 14 we nipped into the tarts wardrobe to take off some make up and roll down our skirts. When we arrived at the gate 15 minutes earlier than usual Hawkeye nearly fell over. That would have being tragic for her but high hilariousosity for us. Wet Lindsay and her drippy friends were watching over as well.

"Georgia Nicholson, take a bad conduct mark, just because you annoy me" Seriously? Are you kidding me? I was about to say something in a nasty tone of voice but slim beat me to it.

"Now now Lindsay, we don't let personal prejudices be a reason for bad conduct marks, on you go Miss. Nicolson" What in the name of Arse just happened? Slim let me off, Result!

German, 3rd period...

Once again the Koch family was eating their spangleferkel and wearing their lederhosen. This family was more abnormal than mine, I swear. Saying that my Vatti does wear leather trousers and sings Elvis. I got a note from Rosie.

Dearest chumette,

This is more boring than that time Ellen dithered for about 2 minutes about cell division; provide me with some hilariousosity pleaseeeeeee?

Xx (in a non Lesbos way)

RoRo

I put up my hand. Herr Kamyer motioned for me to speak.

"Herr Kamyer, do you know any Koch? And have you seen Koch before?"

The class wet themselves. It wasn't the funniest I have came up with, that was reserved for the time I got Herr Kamyer to say I love Koch. Ahh Good times. Unfortunately, Slim was monitoring the lesson and I got a bad conduct mark. Aaah well.

Later at lunch...

Ace gang meeting about the great news in P4, our year is going to kiwi-a-gogo land!. But not just that, the Foxwoods lads are going. And not just that either! But we are staying at the exact same place as Robbie! I am super duper thrilled. GROOVY AND MARVY!

"OhMiGiddyGod" I breathed after a round of the disco inferno dance.

"You are going to see Robbie again! I am so thrilled Georgia!" Ellen had just possibly said the least dithering sentence of her life. We all stared and she was totally oblivious. "What... I...Err...what?"

There it was, she was back to dithering prat again. Mabs was equally quite dithery as she had decided she was going to get an overseas BF. I mean why get dithery over that?

Anyways, Life is so Fabbity Fab and groovy. I say that too often. It's Brill.

"You excited to see Robbie I guess?" I nodded like Billio. We shall be leaving Billy Shakespeare Land and going to the Sex God on the other side of the planet in Kiwi-a-gogo Land.

6th period...

WHAT A BUMMER! Wet Lindsay and her amazingly drippy friends are going to! I am going to have to injure her in some way in hockey within the next 3 weeks. There is no other option. I don't care if Kate or astonishingly dim Monica goes, but Lindsay! I cannot risk that again. Dave would tell me to show her off in front of everyone with her fake rubber breasts. See, Dave has creeped into m thoughts again. I really need to apologise to him.

"Georgia Nicholson please keep awake and at least try to look interested?" said Miss Wilson in R.E. I had slightly gone off into Robbie and Dave land. Hmmm... It was a nice place to be. On that not the bell rang. We all slid off to the Tart's wardrobe again encase any Foxwoods lads were around. After much tarting up we made our way to the gates where they all were including Dave the Laugh, no! Tart. Dave the Tart. Oh who cares if he is he is vair gorgey and Fab. I did not just say that. I walked up to him with my head held high and smiled. But it wasn't long before the tears started to fall.

"I'm so sorry for yelling at you yesterday, especially since you had done nothing wrong" I hugged Dave within an inch of his life. Never want to let go. Oh crap! Don't say that Georgia! Oh God.


So there you have it. Chapter 2, please read and Review it would make me the happiest Gee fan in the world. I would be treading in the vale of the nearly happiness... Groovy!

Bye chummettes see you next time.