I've had a funny couple of days...my mood has been contrasting to say the least! I don't know how many of you are adopted...but I feel, being one of those people, I don't know enough. When my mum (the one who I've always known and who looks after me) decides to be a complete arse and is purely malicious and thoughtless, I can't help wandering what I'm missing, who my biological parents are, who I really am.
This has been one of the things on my mind. Other things are trivial things....like college, options for next year and the one teacher who always goes out of his way to put you down...It's always the same recently, the moment I'm optimistic about something, I get stamped into the ground.
Also, I'm missing my boyfriend right now...he's in the Isle of Wight for a week or so. Kind of really annoyed with him, more than I ever have been before...but missing him terribly! Guys all seem to be the same...please correct me if I'm wrong, but if a girl says in a grumpy way on the phone, half deliberately, "Go on, go..." many guys take it literally I suspect and put the phone down thinking no more of it, boyfriend certainly does... This annoyed me beyond belief yesterday...I thought he'd be able to tell from the tone of my voice at least that I was upset...maybe it's just a girlie thing to catch on to obvious emotion!
On a brighter note, quite a pleasant day today. In all honesty...I'm not in the best of moods...that I reckon most would cotton on to! So I should end it here and write again when something good has happened 
the-caretaker
As someone who doesn't know you, and am just passing through your blog, yet again, I can't help but feel a certain sympathy with some of your comments, but, there are always buts.
I am not an adopted person, but when my mother was alive she used to work in an orphanage for almost 30 years, and I saw hundreds of children hoping to find better lives than they had.
Some were fortunate to find good adoptive parents, and many were not so lucky.
The matron at the home was a wonderful person, but many children there absolutely hated her.
I have worked for the last 9 years as a school caretaker, and I see many children in unhappy families, with a multitude of concusing and conflicting situations.
With liberal ways, and conflicting clouded bounderies of morals.
I am the youngest of 3 children, and have an older brother and a sister.
There is a large age difference between my siblings and myself, so we have nothing in common.
Their circumstances were awful, as they had to grow up with our dad away fighting in WW2.
They grew up in abject poverty, but I was born after peace was declared.
You might think that I am just some old clown, but that is up to you.
There are ways to find your blood relatives, and maybe you might do so one day.
You are very scathing of your adoptive mother, and possibly she has caused you great concern, but she is someone who has tried to help a child on their way through life.
Would you be willing to give a home to a stranger, knowing that they will be adolescent and often hormonal?
Loads of young people from what are refered to as broken or disfunctional families go straight into relationships themselves.
Many of these relationships produce more children for adoption agencies to find homes for.
That's enough negativity from me.
There are more good things in life, but most people only remember bad.
Find positives, and try to forget negatives.
On a slighlty lighter note; there is a man named Allan Pease who has written books, such as "Body Language", and recently he and his wife have brought out a book, and CD's entitled "The Definitive Book of Body Langhuage"
If you listen to the CD's you will here just how different our genders are.
Having read the books, and listened to the CD's I feel quite sorry for my gender, but I will leave that for you to make your own decision.
After looking at your photo I wish I was a young fellow so I could know you, but I am not.
We can't have all our wishes come true.
Best wishes