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Last night was rather amusing. Went with everyone up to Currie to watch the fireworks. They were so purdy but only lasted about half an hour. After that we wandered, bantered at park then bantered (yes it is a phrase...in my dictionary) at Graeme's house. I thought it would have been colder than it was. That's why I wore about four layers! Had Dawn's socks on too ^_^ Seen her prom dress as well, it's so beautiful.
Rebekah phoned me at about 11ish. She sounded a bit of a state and asked me to come home. When I got home, she told me that a guy had come to the door a few days ago asking for mum. He left a note. Apparently, this note explains that this guy is her real dad. He knew this, and my mum knew this, but no one else. He came all the way up from London to take a paternity test thingy. Rebekah was so annoyed/pissed off/upset because mum has known this all the time that we thought Rebekah's dad was some other guy called Richard and so she's fallen out with mum.
It's really horrible to think that she doesn't know for sure who her real dad is. Oh, if you didn't know, me and Rebekah have different dads. It made me worry about whether Mark Luke is my real dad. Everyone says he is but, with knowing that my mum bascially hid this other guys identity from Rebekah, she could do that to me too. I know that the only way to find out for sure is to go see him. I know roughly where he lives (lives in Currie) but I'm just really frightened to go. What if he doesn't want to know me? And if he does, why hasn't he bothered to contact me all these years? What if he is a complete dickhead or worse? I hate thinking about it because it makes me scared and nervous so I'm going to topic change...
I bought my prom dress today! I nkow it's way to early but I had to. It's from Bhs and it's a really deep burgundy colour. It's boned at the sides and puffs out at the hips. I got the matching shoes too. I felt like such a princess trying them on. Only cost £32 for the dress and £10 for the shoes. Bargain! I'm so excited about the prom now, even thought it'll probably end up being a crap night. Least I'll look good.
Well must go, speak to you later.
Tata
Rach
xxx
Rebekah phoned me at about 11ish. She sounded a bit of a state and asked me to come home. When I got home, she told me that a guy had come to the door a few days ago asking for mum. He left a note. Apparently, this note explains that this guy is her real dad. He knew this, and my mum knew this, but no one else. He came all the way up from London to take a paternity test thingy. Rebekah was so annoyed/pissed off/upset because mum has known this all the time that we thought Rebekah's dad was some other guy called Richard and so she's fallen out with mum.
It's really horrible to think that she doesn't know for sure who her real dad is. Oh, if you didn't know, me and Rebekah have different dads. It made me worry about whether Mark Luke is my real dad. Everyone says he is but, with knowing that my mum bascially hid this other guys identity from Rebekah, she could do that to me too. I know that the only way to find out for sure is to go see him. I know roughly where he lives (lives in Currie) but I'm just really frightened to go. What if he doesn't want to know me? And if he does, why hasn't he bothered to contact me all these years? What if he is a complete dickhead or worse? I hate thinking about it because it makes me scared and nervous so I'm going to topic change...
I bought my prom dress today! I nkow it's way to early but I had to. It's from Bhs and it's a really deep burgundy colour. It's boned at the sides and puffs out at the hips. I got the matching shoes too. I felt like such a princess trying them on. Only cost £32 for the dress and £10 for the shoes. Bargain! I'm so excited about the prom now, even thought it'll probably end up being a crap night. Least I'll look good.
Well must go, speak to you later.
Tata
Rach
xxx