Disclaimer: Oh dear Gott in Himmel. I only own this plot, not much else.
Tuesday August 2nd
In bed
8:00 am
Woke up at the crack of seven-fifty eight. Gordy, my beloved cross-eyed cat was lying atop of my nunga-nungas, making it a bit difficult to breathe, which is essential for life.
Kitchen
8:07 am
Vati looked surprised to see me awake.
He said, "Why are you awake?"
Honestly, I get the impression that I am unwanted in my home! Amongst my own flesh and blood!
Bedroom
Two minutes later
Brought up a strawberry poptart (for vitamin C) and some chocolate milk. Libby and I are having a sort of picnic on my bed.
12:18 pm
The telephone is ringing, so naturally I have to answer it.
Ten groovy minutes later
Oh my Giddy Gods trousers! It was my yummy scrumboes Italian boyfriend Massimo!
His voice is incredibly sexy and very groovy.
He asked about me visiting Italy. I told him that Mutti and Vati were being vair, vair difficult, and I will continue trying to persuade them.
I am no longer on the rack of love. Massimo is my one and only. I am going around Dave's house, to tell him our snogging sessions are finito and that I am truly and madly in lurve with the Italian Stallion.
12:29 pm
Yes, I'm off to go do exactly that.
12:30 pm
What to wear?
Outside Dave's house
1:26 pm
Have decided on my new jeans and my Mutti's new glittery tank top.
1:27 pm
Okay, here I go. About to knock on Dave's front door.
1:29 pm
I'm beginning to wonder whether or not this is a good idea.
1:46 pm
Dave' Mutti came outside.
She said, "Are you looking for Dave?"
I nodded. I don't think I looked vair full of intelligosity.
"Okay, come on in"
Dave's Mutti, whose name is Gloria, led me up to Dave's room.
WOWOWOW! She is actually leaving me alone with him. My Mutti and Vati would die before allowing a boy in my room.
I knocked on Dave's bedroom door.
I heard him say, "Come in!"
So I went in.
On the park bench
2:30 pm
Dave's bedroom was vair quite groovy and tres interesting. He had plenty of posters on the walls. Mainly of that band, that sings that song, Sergeant Peppers, or something odd like that. His room was also just as messy as mine, which I enjoyed, as it made me feel like less of a slob.
He turned away from his computer, "Sex-kitty! What're you doing here?"
Ooh! He looked vair irresistible. Like he had just woken up. Vair, vair attractive.
I said, "Well, Dave, you see…"
He looked at me, waiting for me to continue. Ooer! He is just so groovy!
He broke the awkward silence, "Speechless from my beauty, sex-kitty?"
I nodded like some speechless nodding nod thing. At this point, I could feel my naughty lips beginning to pucker.
Luckily, before my naughty lips could get me into another snogging fiasco, Dave's Mutti shouted out, asking if I'd like a beverage. This is quite nice, as my Mutti would never do such a thing.
Gloria brought us up some tea, and a plate of biscuits. What a lovely lady. My mother could really learn a thing, or five from her.
After Gloria left us, Dave began inching closer to me, and began singing that Sergeant Peppers song. It was quite nice, as I was getting the ultra-mega-giganticus maximus horn.
Eschewing my bright red bottom, with a vair, vair thrice vair firm hand, I told Dave I must depart. I kissed him on the cheek and left.
I have excellent self-control.
Watching the tube
6:27 pm
Rosie rang. She told me that this Friday we're all going dancing. I am tres excited! I better start doing facial masks!
Bathroom
6:29 pm
Applying an avocado facial mask.
6:32 pm
Oh dear Gott in Himmel! I have gotten some avocado in my eye! Sacre bleu! I am beginning to cry.
7:00 pm
Avocado mask washed off. Went downstairs to persuade Mutti to allow me to go to Pizza-a-gogo land to visit my gorgy Italian cakey.
I said, "Mutti, when will you and Vati be purchasing my tickets?"
She said, "What tickets?"
I got all exasperated, "The tickets to Italy! I was thinking that next week would be a good time to leave…"
Very sternly, Mutti said, "Georgia. For the thousandth time, you are not going to Italy!"
I told her, "Mutti, for the thousandth time, I am going to stay with Massimo's family, and I would greatly appreciate if you would go online and book a flight, while I go to pack."
"You are not going to Italy. That is my final word."
Honestly, Mutti can be so difficult. I will try again when she is in a better mood.
7:10 pm
Off to go and ask Mutti again. I went into her bedroom, she was searching her closet.
She said, "Georgia, did you take my new glittery tank top?" She sounded quite angry. Now is not a good time to ask her about Italy. Or tell her I got some Avocado on her shirt.
In bed
11:57 pm
Cannot wait for dancing extravaganza Friday night! Three cheers and one fist pump!
I must now get my beauty sleep, now. Zzzz…
Thursday, August 4th
6:45 pm
Lost my diary, and just found it now. Libby had brought it up to the airing cupboard, and hid it under one of Mutti's old bras. I may have to boil my diary now.
6:57 pm
Just rang up Jas.
I said, "Jas"
She said "What?"
I didn't yell at her, because she is my best pally, and I need a favour from her.
"Sweet, Jas. My best pally," I said
She said, "What?"
It is vair difficult being nice to her, while she is being an annoying fringe flicker.
"Tomorrow night, after the dance, I am sleeping over at your house. Alright?"
"Why?"
Grrr! She is a pain in my bumoley!
"Because my Mutti and Vati will be very upset if I'm not home until the wee hours of the morning."
She huffed.
"Jas?"
"What?"
Keep calm. Ohmmm…
"May I stay over tomorrow night?"
She said, "Fine. But please bring me three Jammy Dodgers."
Oh how I love my best pally!
Friday, August 5th
7:00 am
Woke up at six-thirty to begin my beautiosity ritual.
In front of the mirror
7:06 am
Searching for lurking lurkers. As I am going out tonight, there is bound to be one surfacing.
7:08 am
Found one! It's not very large, and it's on my forehead. My fringe can cover it.
I better look for any sightings of the orangutan gene. My eyebrows look a bit shapeless, and quite ungroovy. I suppose I'll tweeze a few hairs, here and there.
7:11 am
Everything seems to be going well today, I'm a bit worried.
7:30 am
Applied a mashed banana face mask. Going downstairs for brekky.
Kitchen
7:34 am
Vati asked what in Gods name was all over my face.
I said, "Vati, it is a banana facial mask. Because, I, unlike you, care about my appearance."
He walked off, muttering something about no respect.
Three minutes later
I have burnt my toast; it tastes a bit like merde.
1:36 pm
Phoned Rosie, asking about tonight's plan.
I said, "Rosie, what is tonight's plan?"
She said, "We are meeting up at the clock tower, than walking to that new dance club. Sven says he bought himself a new silver light-up suit, and one for me as well."
She is quite mad.
Than, in a very crap French accent, she said "I am, 'ow you zay, very excited!"
In my very marvy French accent I said, "Oui, Madame. I am very excited az well. Vat time shall ve meet up?"
"Ah, ja! Seven-virty, I vink."
I said, "Okay, zee you there."
As I was about to hang up, Rosie said "VAIT!" in a very loud voice, that I may have gone deaf. But most likely not, as I heard what she was saying.
She was saying, "Let us do a quick round of the Viking Bison Horn dance."
After dancing like mad and the triumphant shout of "HORRRRNNNNN!" I hung up.
2:00 pm
What to wear, what to wear…
2:45 pm
I've decided on my black leather skirt, and my black halter top, and my black ankle boots. I'll look quite sophis. in my all black outfit.
2:48 pm
Perhaps I can sneak Mutti's black Coach wristlet from her closet…
3:59 pm
Now, to select my makeup…
4:20 pm
I've decided on the maturosity look. This includes lots of black eyeliner, and plenty of black mascara.
4:22 pm
Contemplating whether or not to wear my boy entrancers.
4:27 pm
Have decided against the boy entrancers.
7:16 pm
Mutti and Vati and Libs have gone out to the pictures. I told Mutti I will be sleeping over at Jas' and returning tomorrow at noon.
HEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!
I am tres excited, with a side of PANTS!
7:27 pm
I look quite marvy. Very sophis. No boy will be able to resist my sex-kittyosity. But, no boy can have me, as I am the girlfriend of Dave the Laugh.
7:28 pm
I mean, Massimo. I am the girlfriend of Massimo.
Mobiles give you cancer: I can promise you ultra-grooviness, possibly a bit of tragedosity in the next chapter, or two. But I need some reviews! So get on that, pretty pleaseeeeee :D
