Adoption?
23 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
I have come to the conclusion, that I am adopted. I mean, I must be right? Both my parents are high flying scientists, my brother is a maths genius and doing all his exams early, and me? I’m severely dyslexic [I had to type severely dyslexic into google to see how to spell it], studying Costume design and think flamingoes have noses on their feet… So either that or I was dropped on my head as a child. I think it’s unfair my brother is so clever and I got all the arty genes.
Me- *Sigh* I think i’ve like, broken the muscle in my finger or something.
Brother- No, you haven’t.
Me- *Insistant* No I really think I have.
Brother- No you haven’t, because you don’t have any muscles in your fingers, just tendons…
Bloody know it all.
I talk to the rents about all this and they just smile knowingly, pat me on the head, and say “your just special dear.”
Laura Dora, over and out.
