Today is my half b-day!

     Ya, I’m at school and it’s my spare and I really have nothing better to do than to write another entry and go on about how it’s my half b-day….ya.

     I’ve got another 20 minutes to kill, so I’ll write some more s–t…

               so ya, I’ve been talking to my biological mother, April, recently. Can you say awkward? I told her she can email me and I won’t mind, but I’m still not ready to talk to her yet, and I wasn’t mature enough to handle the decision when I met her when I was 12. All she had to say was that it hurts to be excluded from my life. Could ya be a little more understanding maybe? That would be a great help, thanx… What bothers me most about her is just that. She doesn’t respect that I have a life without her. I understand that she wonders how I am doing, but I wish she would let me live a little. She doesn’t give a f–k about my family, (adoptive, obviously), and doesn’t want to hear about them at all. Every time I try to talk about them she changes the subject, or when I used to tlak about me little brother whenm he was a baby, she would go on about how cute I was back in the day. it’s weird becuase my mom doesn’t do that,it’s not her way. It makes me uncomfortable when she goes on and on about me as a kid. It bothers me most when she used to introduce me as her daughter. No offence, but although I am aware that u are biologically my mother, when it comes down to it, I don’t f–king remember u, and have no memory of ever calling u mother! It just makes the situation so awkward when she does that.

     k, enough about that. The more I think about it, the more weird I feel and the more violent I get in the rest of me life. Maybe that’s y I freaked out on that nurse… I don’t know. I want to go cuddle with Chris…I don’t like this game!

         alright, I’m going down to my locker to start w/ my lunch…peace (now I sound like a rapper…