Ramblings of a Social Outcast

Friday, November 02, 2007

My first memories...

of adoption.
I've always know I was adopted, it's not as if it is something my parents could hide even if they wanted to. I had a lot of mixed feelings about adoption as a young child. My first though was what was wrong with me that made my mommy not want be. There must be something terribly wrong with a child for her mother to not want them.

I decided that I would be the best child at school so maybe mommy would love me again and I could meet her. I didn't want to leave my aparents, but I still wanted my first mother so badly.

I still feel the urge to be the best I can, so that maybe, when I meet her, she'll be proud of me.

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Thursday, November 01, 2007

Manda = Bad Blogger

So, senior year year has be pretty crazy so far, and I've be very busy with school work and teching for the musical, The Wizard of Oz. The sets are the most complex ones I've done in all my years of high school. It's been crazy. Opening night is next Saturday, and I don't the tech crew or the actors are ready. I hope we manage to pull this off.

My search for my mother is not going well. I don't wish to write a "happy" letter as the agency instructed me to. My life hasn't been all sunshine and roses. It's been hard and sad many times, with some uplifting moments. I want my mother to know the truth of my life. She deserves that much.