Angus Thong Quotes

Look, I can't go out with you, because...because...because I'm a lesbian.

When uncle Eddie does his impression of 'Like a Virgin' it's like Madonna is coming out of his body!' Christ what an image.

As she left my room I knew I should shut up. But you know when you should shut up because you really should just shut up...but you keep on and on anyway? Well, I had that.

Through my curtains I can see a big yellow moon. I’m thinking of all the people in the world who will be looking at that same moon. I wonder how many of them haven’t got any eyebrows?

Watching TV Mum said, 'Do you miss your dad?' and I said, 'Who?

How do you make yourself not like someone?

I can already feel myself getting fed up with boys and I haven't had anything to do with them yet" - Georgia Nicolson

Unbelievable! I said, "What would I be doing walking the streets at night as a stuffed olive- gate-crashing cocktail parties?

I am going to become a writer for Cosmo - you don’t have to make any sense at all. Or maybe I’ll be a bloke, they don’t have to make sense either.

JUST LET IT GO.

Nunga nungas!

You're fourteen years old. You've only had that hair for fourteen years and you want to change it already! How bored are you going to be with it by the time you are thirty? What color will you be up to by then?

When we did eventually get to the party - me walking next to Dad's Volvo driving at five miles an hour - I had a horrible time. Everyone laughed at first but then more or less ignored me. In a mood of defiant stuffed oliveness I did have a dance by myself but things kept crashing to the floor around me. The host asked if I would sit down. I had a go at that but it was useless. In the end I was at the gate for about an hour before Dad arrived.

So this is what men are like. Well, that's it, then - I am going to be a lesbian.

Overslept and had to race to get a life to Jas’s with my dad. No time for yoga or makeup. Oh well, I’ll start tomorrow. God alone knows how the Dalai Lama copes on a daily basis. He must get up at dawn. Actually, I read somewhere that he does get up at dawn.

Hij zegt: "Hoor eens, Georgie, je bent nu een jonge vrouw(wat was ik dan eerst, een jong paard?)

Als ik niet naar het feest kan vanwege haar lesbische lust, GAAT JUFFROUW STAMP DOOD, ZE GAAT DOOD.

Wat betekent dat, als een jongen zijn hand op je borst legt? Betekent het dat hij een geilneef is? Of was zijn hand gewoon moe?

Do you miss your dad?" And I said: "Who?

Net ontdekt dat Libby mijn laatste maandverbandjes gebruikt heeft als hangmatten voor haar poppen.

16.00 uur: Net ontdekt dat Libby mijn laatste maandverbandjes gebruikt heeft als hangmatten voor haar poppen. 16.30 uur: Ze heeft ook al mijn foundation op haar panda gesmeerd, zijn hoofd is nu helemaal beige. 17.00 uur: Ik heb geen foundation meer en ook geen geld. Ik ben bang dat ze eraan gaat. 17.15 uur: Nee. Rust. Ohmmmmmm. Innerlijke rust.

Ik lag op mijn arm tot er geen gevoel meer in zat en toen tilde ik hem op (met mijn nietgevoelloze arm) en legde hem op mijn borsten. Ik wilde weten hoe het voelde om een vreemde hand op je borsten te hebben. Het was wel aangenaam, maar wat weet ik er nou van? Ik zit vol rare verlangens om helder te kunnen denken. Moet ik mijn beha aan naar het feest?

I suppose this is what life will be like for me—never having a boyfriend, always just living through others

down quickly. I hope he didn’t see me because I had an

I whispered to Jas, "I hope they haven't got a cat," and she said, "Don't you mean a dog?" and I said, "Have you met Angus?

What do lesbians do, anyway?

Perhaps I am dead. I wonder how you would know? If you died in your sleep and woke up dead, who would let you know?