tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273398282011-07-07T18:53:05.674-05:00Just the blog of a Wiccan, bi-curious, black teenage girl who happens to be a transracial adoptee.Mandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00349291317228560820noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27339828.post-20211578625276534732007-11-02T22:11:00.000-05:002007-11-02T22:17:20.306-05:00

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

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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

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is amazing. I'd already read the other books in the series and this did not disappoint. The story line was unpredictable, just when you thought you knew what was going to happen, everything changed. Max was still her awesome, sarcastic, butt-kicking self. She lead the group in the same great way she always had. The action scenes were great and the suspense was riveting.The only bad thing I have

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Hi. So , at the end of the school year I decide to stop relaxing my hair my hair, and am working on transitioning. The thing is I have know one to help my out at all. I was trans-racially adopted by white parents and they've tried their best when I was little, but still didn't really know what they were doing. My mom did braid my hair really nicely for a while, though. That was until I decided I

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I need to write my essay for USM, however I have no idea what to write about. One of my friends suggested I write about being Black.Really, though, how does one write a paper on the Black experience? One can't. There is no one black experience, only common threads.I can write about my Black experience however. What could I say. How would I put my life on paper? I'm more than just Black, as you

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That's a phrase that is though for me to write. My whole life, I'm worked to be strong, to be to the good daughter, the good friend. I'm a people pleaser, I find solace in taking taking care of others. I rarely cry, I don't get angry to other peoples faces very often. I put on a facade of constant happiness. Yet, I am afraid. Today, I found out I have PCOS. There is a much higher rate of

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I was born on summer day. It was a c- section birth. Beyond that, I know nothing.My mother didn't know what to do. Could she keep me? She already had one child and wanted to go to nursing school. What was she to?She left me at the hospital for three weeks. I never opened my eyes. The doctors thought something was very wrong with me, but they did not know what. Perhaps metal retard they wrote on

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Your Vocabulary Score: A+Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary!You must be quite an erudite person.How's Your Vocabulary?

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The planning of the prom was actually big trouble this year I'm a jr. and the the jr. class plans the prom. Normally the Prom is held in the gym and we have grand march before it. Grand march is kind of hard to explain. We you walk out with you date onto the "set" are introduced and people take pictures of you.Well, we didn't want to have our prom in the gym. We wanted something classier than

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Holds me and sings a lullabyShe's nice to see, and she's soft to touchShe says: 'Cosette I love you very much.' -Les MiserablesHave I mentioned that my mother may be dead? When I was younger, I worked very hard at finding my first mother. Sadly the agency said she has disappeared.I think on her often. Is she alive? If

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We found my brother J's mother! I'm so happy for him. He has an older brother who remembers him and a sister a year older than A(my little sister). His mother has done very well. She's a SAHM. The whole family is supposed to come up for graduation in June. I'm frighted, yet exited. What if they don't like my family? My house? Me?Yet, I wonder... If R had the support she has now, we she had my

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Thirteen Things I like to dance to1. Cotton Eyed Joe2. Hips don't lie. (Even though I'm not a fan of most mainstream music.).3. The Cha-cha slide4. Baby Got Back.5. Soccer Practice by The Gay Pimp.6. Evita.7. Oklahoma!.8. The Wedding Singer (Musical, which I saw on Broadway!)9. Random sounds.10. The singing in chorus.11. My favorite guys voice when he calls me.12. My happiness.13. And sometimes I

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As I've mentioned before, I'm a preforming arts geek. My entire life revolves around the play, show choir, one act and chorus. All my best friends are PA kids. I take 2 different 80 minute classes, music theory and chorus, just so I can get my fix every other day during school. The band teacher,even though I'm not in band is like a mom to me. She's the best. She teaches my music theory class and

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My medical issues.Anyhow. On the 14th of December I wake up in the most horrid pain I've ever felt in my life. I stagger out of bed and make it as far as my parents bedroom, before collapsing on their empty bed. I curled up into the fetal position, trying to escape from the stabbing pain traveling throughout my abdomen.So my dad, after realizing I'm not faking it, takes me over to the hospital,

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Didnt Start the Fire You scored 35 angst and 39 tempo! (scale for each: 0-60) Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio...You scored as "We Didn't Start the Fire," Billy Joel's #1 hit single off the 1989 album "Storm Front." With a catchy beat and nearly impossible to memorize lyrics, this song is

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Freakin’ Genius! You scored 100% Awesomeness! You are wonderful! If awesomeness was a crime, you’d be in jail for life. You win 1,000,000 points and the respect and admiration of millions of fans. Here is a gold star for you: My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:You

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Thirteen Things I hate about winter in Maine.1. It's cold.2. And thus, I'm cold.3. Your shoes always get wet.4. Travel can be hard to do.5. The power goes down a lot.6. It's not fun to get hit in the face with a chunk of ice that some kid thought was a snowball.7. The school hallways are always wet.8. The dog is always wet when she wants to cuddle.9. So are the cats.10. You worry your pets will

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= Holiday

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Cult TV Untouched means I've never seen it. Italics means I've seen it at least once. ("I" tag) Bold means I watched it a lot or watched it religiously. ("B" tag) Struck out means I've seen it but didn't like it. ("strike" tag) 30. Square Pegs 29. Rags to Riches 28. Wonderfalls 27. The Daily Show 26. Firefly 25. Freaks and Geeks 24. Absolutely Fabulous 23. Forever Knight 22. H. R. Pufnstuf 21.

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It's from here.Ready To RumbleWho would win in a death match between...1. The Care Bears VS The Smurfs2. Barbies VS Bratz3. Samuel "Screech" Powers VS Steve Urkel4. He-Man VS Terminator5.The Power Rangers VS The Ninja TurtlesNo contest the Smurfs would win. They'd get down and fight dirty while the Care Bears would be blasting weak rays of happiness from their bellies.Bratz(although I hate both)

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Thirteen Things about why I love the Preforming Arts.1. Everyone is really nice and wicked accepting.2. We're all a bunch of spazzes and fun while we're at it.3. I love to sing. I don't have the greatest voice, but I'm okay.4. I love our director and chorus teacher. They funny as hell.5. All my my best friends are in the preforming arts.6. I love the costumes.7. It brings you closer to people you

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One of my dear friends has Hepatitis C. She contracted it when she was born. She's been really sick for a while and was loosing a lot of weight. It sort of scares me. I wonder how long she'll live, and I worry about her when she doesn't eat. It's tough on me and I can't imagine how she feels. I love her so much and I'd hate for anything to happen to her.Here are some facts about Hepatitis C.

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This little beauty is my cat, Nemo. Nemo has the most interesting back story of all of my pets.I babysit for a very nice lady, let's call her N. N has a son who is just about 3. He's the sweetest little boy and wicked smart for a kid his age.When I was over babysitting one night, N told me the story of why she had a new cat. A kitten really, 4 months old and very underweight.N's mother lives down

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Abstinence message goes beyond teens - USATODAY.comWow. I'm not stupid, I'm open minded and I try to respect other peoples opinions. I can't one with this one. I didn't realize we could tell people what to do with there bodies, especially when they're over 18.Allow me to spell it out. Abstinence only education doesn't work. It's proven fact. I know that to some people, the "sinners" deserve what

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I really need to post on this thing more. Let's see what have I been up to? Well, a ton of my older friends are in college now. It kind of sucks, but It's not too bad as I still have a ton of friends here. They keep me pretty entertained. Matt's in Connecticut, but still comes up every weekend, silly boy that he is. I miss him though, as I haven't got to see him that much. I'd like to kiss him

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First post of the day. A real onewill come later.

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So, finally, I decided to make a post about race. This should prove interesting.First off, how does race affect my family dynamics: it doesn't. That was a bit abrupt so let me explain. Both my parents are white, A and little J and white. Big J is biracial and I'm black. As far as I can tell none of this has affected our family dynamics. Although when we were younger A used to tell me that Mom and

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Read this about this on Juliesblog and decied to mack a post. http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/2580198I really, really don't like this term. It just rubs me the wrong way. There is a big difference between adopting a child and receiving a bundle of cells, that [i]might[/i] someday be a child. What's next, sperm adoption? Sperm has the ability to, with an egg of course, become a child too. So,

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one of my best friend's mom just died. I don't know what I'm feeling. I'm numb. Why? She lost her brother only two years ago. I hate the world and I want it all to stop. I want to jump off and get onto another ride. Why? I loved SR's mom even though I only knew her for a short time, so I can't even imagine what SR is feeling right now. I want a rewind button. She's going into her first year of

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http://msnbc.msn.com/id/3076557/from/ET/Because you know, obviously this woman's life is worth less than a fetus. She means nothing. Let's totally forget that she's born and the fetus is not. It doesnt matter if she dies, because, hey, we've got to save the ickle fetus.

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1. Be the guy on TV guide.2. Talk about wife swap.3. Make fun of my religion.4. Say I worship tree stumps.5. Show a women snapping someone's wand.You know what I can't think of any more, but grrrrr! They wouldn't have been able to make fun of any other religion, but I guess Wicca is fair game.

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but this one was interesting You Are 32% SociopathFrom time to time, you may be a bit troubled and a bit too charming for your own good.It's likely that you're not a sociopath... just quite smart and a bit out of the mainstream!Are You A Sociopath?

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I am: A Wiccan, bi, black, librael, human female.I have: Lots of booksI wish: I was "normal"I hate: not knowing things. And hate.I fear: Being left alone forever.I search: For knowlegdeI wonder: Why?I regret: A lot.I love: My family, my friends, my pets, books, muscic, moives, chorus, NYC.I cry: SometimesI write: Way too much.I win: At triviaI lose: At sportsI confuse: Everyone.I should: Be

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My seniors are graduating today. Wow. It seems like two years have really flown by.I came up with an odd thought about when I go to college. When I'm there, I'm no longer going to be the black girl with white parents. I'm no longer going to be the transracial adoptee of the town. Until I open my moth, people are just going to assume I'm just a regular black kid. That's odd when I think about it.

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I love my Mom and Dad. It really hurts when certain people tell that they stole me from my culture. People who feel they have the right to tell me that A, little J and big J (who happens to be biracial and adopted) aren’t my siblings. These people are of the opinion that I’d be better off in the system than with a “white” family. What they don’t seem to understand is that my parents are my

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Well, I just ran a colour blindness test on this site and everything seems to be in fine working order. Anyone with colour blindness should be able to read this sight. I try to keep things such as that in mind when I'm making web pages, which is something I don't do very much.Here's the website to do this if you want to check your blog:Vischeck.com

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So, I have a cell phone now and I feel kind of dirty. I've never been very fond of the things, as people tend to be so very rude while using them. I believe I've joined the dark side.Anyway . . . about the phone. It's a Nokia 2126 from tracfone and seems to work fine. It's not very good looking, so I think I'll craft up a cheap faceplate and stick it on. I’m going to check Craftster for

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I had an awesome time at the prom last Saturday. I'm so friggin' sad to see my seniors leaving. I'm happy for them though, the can get out of this hell hole of a town. This place is dieing and there's no stopping it.

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NYC more than good, it's great! I had so much fun. One stupid kid, lets call her CM, complained the whole time. The only bad thing was that we counldn't go swimming. You had to be 18 and have photo ID. It was just very odd. All in all I had good time. I'll post pictures soon.

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Nyc tomorrow! I so excited. I am very tried right now, though. I'm trying to get my english done. Need... More... Sleep...

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I did the HC today. There were kids form 4 other schools there so it was a bit akward. I meet some kids I really like, though, and re-meet old friends. I almost cried during some of the stories that where read. I don't understand people at all. We like to think genocide is over, but it's not. Just look at africa or the middle east.Oh, yeah, my school also had to learn a song, Come to the Music,

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I'm a 15 year old, female, bi-curious, black, trans-racial adoptee living in Maine. I have bi-polar disorder among a few other things. I’m on a lot of meds. I adore animals of all kinds, even skunks. I have few close friends that I adore and I'm in chorus in my high school. I'm re-learning the trumpet. I'm on tech crew for school plays. I'm headed to NYC on Thursday for a band-chorus trip. Most

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