By Louise Rennison
Angus: My mixed-breed cat, part household tabby, part Scottish wildcat. the scale of a small Labrador, basically mad. loves to stalk Mr. and Mrs. subsequent Door's poodle. I used to pull him round on a lead, yet, as I defined to Mrs. round the corner, he ate it.Thongs: silly lingerie worn via previous Swotty Knickers, Lindsay what is the aspect of them, besides? they only pass up your bum, so far as i will tell.Full-Frontal Snogging: Kissing with the trappings, lip to lip, open mouth, tongues...everything (apart from dribble, which is rarely acceptable). As taught to me by means of a certified snogger.In this wildly humorous magazine of a yr within the lifetime of Georgia Nicolson, British writer Louise Rennison has completely captured the hovering joys and bottomless angust if being undefined. within the spirit of Bridget Jones' Diary, this clean, irreverent, and easily hilarious ebook will go away you guffawing out loud. As Georgia may say, it really is "Fabbity fab fab!" Books for the teenager Age 2001 (NYPL), Books for early life Editor's selection 2000 (Booklist), most sensible 10 formative years First Novels 2000(Booklist), 2001 Michael L. Printz Honor publication, 2001 top Books for teenagers (ALA), and 2001 speedy alternatives for Reluctant younger Readers (ALA)
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Jas was ecstatic. ” “He said, ‘I look forward to seeing you there’ . . to me. m. She didn’t, though. Herr Kamyer didn’t take us for physics as he has a cold. Double damn. When am I going to have any fun? Sacré bleu. m. Went for a moody autumn walk with Libby in her pushchair. ” She wouldn’t take off the fairy wings that I had made for her. It was a nightmare getting her into the pushchair. The clouds were scudding across the sky but it was quite sunny and crisp. I cheered up enough to join in the singing with Libby.
I couldn’t see her breathing. ” And then she said, “Lift her up,” and it was really freakydeaky because I just slightly lifted with my two fingers and she sort of rose up really easily as if she was light as a feather. She was right above our heads. It was weird. After a couple of minutes we all simultaneously got the jitters and let her down really heavily onto the desk. m. I woke up with a start because I heard the bedroom door open. It just opened by itself. m. I can’t move my head from side to side because I sat up in bed all night and I have cricked it now.
I must be nicer. I start out being nice and then it’s like someone else takes over. Am I schizophrenic as well as a lesbian? m. Jas phoned. She wants me to help her with part two of her plan to get Tom. The plan is subtle. Jas and I will pass by Jennings’, and as we pass the door I will pause and then say, “Oh, Jas, I just remembered I said I’d get some apples. ” Then I go into the shop and buy the apples. Jas stands behind me looking attractively casual. I smile as Tom hands over the grannies (Granny Smiths) and then— and here is the master-stroke (or actually, as it was my idea, the mistress-stroke)—I say, “School in two days.