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10:24am

Back in the Loon Parlour

After days of hiking in the wilderness, with no idea whether or not I would survive, the best welcome home party my parents can give me is Uncle Eddie.

And that is not even the worst of it- he drew a face on the back of his egghead and is talking to me. From the back of his head.

Typico.

2 minutes later

I can't even hide in my room. Libby has quite literally gone crazy-lady in it. There are bits of banana and cat fur everywhere.

As well as a thermometer, three cups, and a few brightly coloured hats.

30 seconds later

This is what the world has come to.

10:30am

Have retreated to the bathroom. I must start my beauty regime- the things the wilderness can do to one's looks.

5 minutes later

Cleanse, tone, moisturise. A girl has to always look her best!

2 minutes later

Sitting on the floor with a facemask on. I can hear Vati and Uncle Eddie singing 'Love Shack'. It is not a pretty sight.

30 seconds later

I mean sound. Hearing. Hight?

10 seconds later

Now Libby is running around the house singing 'Love Shoe'.

It is a miracle I have escaped from such upbringing.

11:13am

All prettied up and nowhere to go.

Civilisation is boring.

2 minutes later

I wonder if Massimo called me when I was gone.

If he did, Mutti probably scared him off.

5 minutes later

There is nothing to do. I must take a bath.

20 minutes later

Lying in the bath. My fingers are going wrinkly. I wonder if I stay in here for long I will go as wrinkly as Maisie.

2 minutes later

Maybe then she can teach me how to knit sweaters without a neckhole…

12am

Still in the bath

Sacre bleu!

4 seconds later

I had fallen asleep- in the bath!

I could have drowned!!

2 minutes later

I'm finally out of the bathroom of death. The loons are still looning around the house.

3 minutes later

I'm rather hungry. Maybe there's some food in the parlour.

Ha, that's funny.

30 seconds later

Rummaging around the empty kitchen. All I've found is an expired muesli bar and a bag of sugar.

'Oh there you are Georgia. What have you been doing for the past hour?'

I let my jaw drop quite theatrically.

'Mutti. I am your oldest daughter and you don't even care that I have nearly DROWNED in the bathroom. And now, you're depriving me of the nourishment I surely need after three long and weary days in the wilderness!'

I turn away from her with great digniosity. Maybe now she'll realise that unbelievable treatment I am subjected to.

'Stop being silly Georgia, now help me bring some drinks for the blokes.'

2 minutes later

Finished serving the loons. I would ask for payment, but clearly I am more like a slave then a servant to them.

5 minutes later

Why won't anyone call me?

3 minutes later

Sitting on my window ledge, watching the world go by.

Good thing I'm wearing pants, or Oscar Across-The-Road will be here within minutes to look up my skirt.

2 minutes later

Why isn't anything INTERESTING happening?

10 seconds later

Oh no, Libby is approaching me with a mad smile on her face.

'Gingeeer! Gingey Gingey!'

Aww, Libby really is quite cute sometimes. She's giving me a big hug at the moment. At least someone around here cares.

'Oh, hi Libby… Libbs, Libby, stop snogging my knees.'

'Mmm, naaaiicee Gingey.'

My sister is turning into a lesbian!

Now she's looking at me all weird, and staring at my journal… ohh no Libby, DON'T-

7:46pm

I've FINALLY found my journal again.

Along with Vati's belt, Mutti's purple stockings, and lots of Angus' fur.

It seems that Libby is quite the scavenger.

30 seconds later

Well, what have I done in my absence from thy journal?

Hmm, let me think.

No, I can't think of anything.

I may have to go to bed, life is so boring. Its amazingly STOOOPID that we still have school tomorrow.

Unbelievable.

8:39pm

I'm in bed, I need my beauty sleep for tomorrow.

It would be quite cosy, except for the presence of two incredibly annoying cats.

Angus has clearly taught his son well in the ways of eating my foot.

9:24pm

Oh noes, now Libby is here too.

Sucking my fingers this time- what has she learnt from Mutti, without me to shelter her from such lesbian madness?

9:56pm

I need sleep, I need sleep, I need sleeeeep…

Zzzzz.

Next day

7:39am

I need sleep, I need sleep, I need SLEEEEEP!!

It feels like I only just got to bed, and Mutti is dragging me up again.

30 seconds later

Not to mention Libby bonking Our Lady Sandra over my head.

Again.

And again.

And again.

5 minutes later

I have been chased away from my house by a mad ball of fur.

Vati really needs to shave soon, he's going to scare the neighbours.

3 minutes later

Met Jas outside her place.

Surprise surprise, she's looking at all sorts of naff specimens with Hunky.

'Hi Jas, got some newt's eyes there do we?'

'You only get newt's eyes in Harry Potter.'

'I'm sure.'

'You should be.'

'Yeah well, maybe Hunky's Harry Potter! They're both English blokes with no, er, beards.'

Oh hurrah, they've started snogging again. Right in the middle of my theory too!

'Jas, if you do not stop eating Tom's face, I'll start walking to the madhouse without you.'

30 seconds later

She ignored me!

Hmph. Fine then, I shall eschew them both.

2 minutes later

Ah, the dangers of walking alone. You never know when a Foxwood lad may stick his head up your skirt.

But I will NOT stop and wait for Jas the Mushroom. It is not my problem that she is slow.

2 seconds later

And also it gives me a laughing fit watching her wave her hands around at me like a mad fool.

'Gee, GEE! Wait for me!!'

'Oh deary me, is that the wind I hear? It must be, after all the one I called my friend has abandoned thy for thou wonderous lover.'

Oh no, here's school.

Why, baby Jesus, why?

Stalag 14

8:15am

All the Ace Gang is here, so we are having a quick rendezvous before class.

I am practising the art of the cold shoulder, and am ignoring Jas. I feel that I emit a real sense of sexy glaciousity, though not in a lesbianish way.

It will take her two Jammy Dodgers before I will forgive her.

Everyone seems to talk about lads these days, it marks a real maturiosity coming to us.

'…and then Sven told me about a store in the city, it sales furry bison horns. I need you girlies to save up, they're going to be compulsory at our wedding…'

'…but then Edward was like, er, 'Watch your step', and what, uhm, like, you know, I mean, what does that mean? Like watch your step because the grass was like, sort of, you know, slippery? Or watch your step as in, like, don't fall cause I fancy you, uhm, like yeah?'

Such foolish, childish troubles. None know the true burning love between me and my Italian Stallion.

'Oh yeah Gee, has Massimo called?'

'Uhhmmm, I'm not sure…'

'What d'you mean, you're not sure? He hasn't has he?'

Why is it that everyone chooses to stop talking right at this moment?

Thanks Jools.

Froggie

9:30am

Amazing.

We are actually talking about frogs in froggie.

School truly is torture of the highest level. I almost wish I was back in the wilderness.

Especially if I was snogging Dave…

Shut up brain, shut up.

RE

10:20am

Oh, fabulouso, Miss Wilson has decided that she absolutely must blabber on about trees and badgers and how wonderful camp is.

Not that she realises nobody is actually listening, except Jas of course- she's actually advising Miss Wilson on the best way to start a fire…

But I do believe Ellen is asleep. And Mabs is quite obviously painting her toe nails.

'Hmm, that's really interesting Jas, but I'm afraid our discussion has gone over time, and I have quite the exciting announcement to make.' Miss Wilson says, and claps her hands like a kindergaten teacher.

Yay, more fun.

'Ever since the wonderful performance of Macbeth, I have been at talks with both our headmistress and the headmaster of Foxwood. Luckily, both members have agreed, and it has been decided that we will be performing a musical!

Well that woke Ellen up.

The whole class has gone mad. Jas looks so excited she may vomit. Mabs and Jools are madly whispering about Foxwood boys. And Rosie is just laughing her head of.

'But miss, what musical are we performing?'

'Oh I'm glad you asked that Jas. I'm sure you girls will all be delighted at the musical we have chosen, and we're extremely privileged to get the rights for it.'

This is madness, why would anybody be thrilled about a musical? All it is is boys in tights and lots of naff dancing.

But wait, Miss Wilson is telling us the name of the musical…

20 seconds later

We're performing High School Musical.

Sacre Bleu.

HELLO FROM THE LAND OF THE DEAD.

Ok, so I'm not really dead.

SO SO SO SO sorry I haven't updated on this sooner! I seriously had some problems recently, but I finally have a definite plot to go with. Thats right, High School Musical! I hope you guys like :D, though if you actually like HSM, don't take offense when I insult it...

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