OMG! I'm in Love with a Geek!

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Facebook and thinks that something magically changes. Her heart’s in the right place but her legs are usually on the sofa! LOL!
    At least Keith DOES stuff.
    Perhaps I do need to be more feminist though.
7.21 p.m.
    I just told Rob that it was his turn to wash up. It wasn’t but he fell for it. I am an OFFICIAL feminist activist!
    I’m still shaving though.
    I’ve got to go round and see Goose. I can’t keep putting it off. I can’t not have him in my life – I just have to accept there are other boys who will fancy me and he is like a … boy that’s a girl. I’m just going to pretend he’s gay in my head.
8.56 p.m.
    I finally got to see Goose tonight. He seemed a bit off with me at first but then the more we chatted, the more he was like my Goose again. He agrees with feminism. His mother, Donna, doesn’t – she says she doesn’t want to be equal with men. That would involve a step down. Donna ROCKS!
    I’m seeing Goose after school on Friday to talk about EVERYTHING EVER. Dads. Feminism. And lizards.
    And, PLEASE, THE FACT THAT HE LOVES ME LIKE A GIRLFRIEND!
    No. No. No. He’s not interested. He’s my non-gay gay friend.
    I can’t raise it with him EVER – he HAS to. That’s feminism. It’s not the man taking control. It’s the woman not doing the running as that’s a man’s job!

T HURSDAY 7 TH J ANUARY
10.15 p.m.
    Or is that being pathetic?
    What should girls actually do?!
    I can’t risk feeling like a total dork like I did after “Gecko Night”.

F RIDAY 8 TH J ANUARY
9.12 p.m.
    Keith came over while me and Goose were having a Maccy D’s. He talked AT us for ages about fast food and how it was bad for you, cows and Mother Earth. Goose said, “I appreciate your views but I really like chicken nuggets – and Keith, what about your leather boots?” Keith said they were a by-product … of an already dead cow. Goose said chicken nuggets were a by-product too … of an already dead chicken!
    I could have kissed Goose.
    Actually I really massively could have FULL-ON kissed him HARD AND FOR AGES.
    But all we had was a hug when he left. He patted my back. That’s not sexy. That’s like when you have a trapped burp.
    After Goose went Keith said, “He seems like a lovely boy. I like people who challenge me. They help my spiritual growth.”
    I said, “Yes – he’s nice.”
    I was thinking, he’s lovely, he’s a geek, he’s HOT as the actual SUN or something you have microwaved for ages and forgotten about and I LOVE him.
    But instead I said he was nice.
    CRAPTACULAR.

S ATURDAY 9 TH J ANUARY
3.39 p.m.
    Keith ended up being involved in a protest in a shopping centre today about terrible conditions in third-world factories. He got carried out by security guards. He said, “What has happened to Britain? They used to allow peaceful protests.” Gran said, “Bloody attention-seeking idiots were outlawed in 1998. Besides, instead of making a fool of yourself over third-world working conditions how about putting things right by getting closer to Nathan? What about getting a relationship with your son? Poor boy has been knocked sideways by all this. You ignored him as a baby and now you’re ignoring him as an adult. DOUBLE REJECTION.”
    Keith said, “But he won’t speak to me.”
    Gran yelled, “Try bloody harder.”
    Keith didn’t say anything for ages and then said, “You’re right, Violet… You’re totally right.”
    Gran snapped, “Yes, I am. And stop calling me Violet.”
    Good luck with that one, Keith!
5.12 p.m.
    OMG – I just found out that Weirdo Jen joined Keith on the protest. I have told her I don’t want her hanging out with him. I have already asked Dimple to tell Jen how hard it was for me that JEN seemed to click with him more. Jen looked a bit embarrassed and said it was just really

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