Monday, November 22

In my bedroom

12:30pm

Blimey O'Reilly's trousers! It snowed last night! This is fabbity-fab-fab-fab! No school, no school, lalalalala!

12:35 pm

Triple poo and double merde. I can't get to town cause of the snow. Nothing to do - and I am NOT calling Radio Jas.

1:32 pm

Vati's just began yelling something. I'm afraid he's a bit schizophrenic seeing as I'm the only one home and am upstairs avoiding him.

1:35 pm

Oh, he's on the phone. I think I'll have a look-see of what he's doing...

1:37 pm

Hahahahaha!

Oh wonderfulosity!

Vati was talking on the phone to the vet. Turns out that Angus savaged the vet once he got out of the cage. In all the hubbub at the Emergency Room, he didn't have a chance to remove Angus'... er... "manliness".

Hahahahaha!

So Angus might have gotten to his little sex kitten after all! What a laugh. I can see that little show cat having nine-ton kittens.

Whoa. I better stop there because you know how visual I am.

STOP IT BRAIN!!

Tuesday, November 23

German

10:15 am

Back at Stalag 14. Bloody snow plows.

R.E.

11:20 am

Today in gym we had to run a mile. I was almost knocked out by my nunga-nungas. I do hope they stop growing soon, cause this is getting ridiculous. The next thing you know, I won't need a tray at lunches. I'll be like my... mother. Well, at least I'll be marrying a Sex God instead of my Vati.

Still R.E.

11:25 am

But how can I marry the SG if I've just snogged Dave the Laugh? I've heard in some countries husbands can have more than one wife. Maybe wives can have more than one husband....

Miss. Wilson is still rambling on about China for some god-awful reason. Does she really think we listen? Anyway, why are we talking about China in RE? Aren't we supposed to be learning some deeper devotion to whatever god we may or may not serve? Maybe I'll ask her about my multi - husband theory.

"Miss. Wilson?" Jas and Rosie stared at me. I was asking a, a, a... QUESTION in class!

"Yes, Georgia?" She replied, turning her scary little face towards me. I swear her ancestors must be half-ferrets or something, because she has a strange likeness to Ellen's brother's one named Chloe.

"Well, I was wondering if it would be okay to have more than one husband in England... or would I have to go to the country or something?"

"Georgia, that is a wonderful question. I'm afraid we've run out of time to discus it, but if you'd like to step into my office at the end of class..." Then she raised her eyebrows at me. I think she was trying to be seductive. I think she's a lezzie. I think..... SHE WAS HITTING ON ME!! Do my nunga-nungas attract freaks and weirdos and the occasional Sex God, or something?

Break

Sitting on the radiators with the Ace Gang. Wet Lindsay is sick and nobody but her checks the upper floors of the science wing. I've been thinking about...

ARGH! I just saw Jas trying to look over my sholder again to see what I'm writing. There are some things that really shouldn't be shared except when your little sister breaks into your room. Even then, I normally manage to rip the diary from Libby's hands before she can pee on it. I think I'll give her something to look at.....

Oh, I can't WAIT to get into the showers with Miss. Stamp again tomorrow. It's like she undresses you with her eyes... except that you're already naked.

Jas' eyes just went really wide. She looked at me out of the corner of her eye, and I winked sexily for her benefit. She moved away from me on the radiator.

4:15 pm.

In my bedroom

Jas rang.

"It's me"

"Oh, hi Jas."

"I was erm... just wondering if... ah...ya see, well... since you er... um..."

"Spit it out!" I said with, I believe, great dignity.

"Areyoualesbian?" She said in a rush.

I rolled my tongue and said, "How about you come over here and I'll tell you."

She hung up.

A/N: sorry about the short chapter and the cliffhanger. I hope you like it and review!