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Saturday, July 09, 2005

My Mother is going Crazy - Part 2.

Hmmm, so in my mothers recent new look on life she has decided to go out and sponsor a world vision child. Sure, this is the normal thing to do with all the recent publicity about "Make Poverty History" and Live8 and everything is it not? NOT FOR MY MOTHER!!!
I remember asking her when I was younger for a world vision child, but she had many different forms of saying no, there was "the money never gets to the child" or "no, it's a rip off" or "they never write to you" or just a plain "no" - so anyway, I walk into the office the other morning and I see that shes looking through all these children from Malawi. So naturally, I'm like what the bluecrack?

In the end she got one. Her (I wanted a "he") name is ummm... totally can't remember. (the ones I wanted were called Sunga and Lonely) and she's 6 years old, she likes dancing (I wanted one that likes Soccer) and she comes from Malawi in Africa (I wanted one from SE Asia... like a Cambodian kid)

So as you can see, my mother is trying to replace me. She always wanted me to be ummm... feminin and she wanted me to do ballet and not soccer, and she doesn't want me to grow up.

I'm hurt. i truely am.

- Em xoxo

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