Would it be wrong if I do?
Dear Miss B (Aged 15)
If only you knew then what you know now!
9 years really isn't a long time in the grand scheme of things but my how you've grown.
There are only a few words of wisdom that I can actually offer you - stop trying to fit in with the "in" crowd and get your bloody head down at school, you're in your last year for crying out loud.
You know those GCSE things that mum keeps going on about, well contrary to what you may think they are important and you may need them later in life, I know she's a pain in the arse harping on about them all the while but she really does know best, don't bloody tell her that I told you that - I hate it when she's right.
I know that the boy is the centre of your world right now, he feels it too, but he will wait for you because he knows that you're worth it. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but things don't go quite so smoothly with him over the next couple of years - you break his heart, but like I said he WILL wait for you, be patient and more understanding of him. Boys have feelings too you know, yes really, stop being a bitch just because you can - and no you cannot blame everything on PMT (you can only get away with that one for so long).
Take the rough with the smooth girl and know when the time is right to call it a day, stop clutching at straws because it only makes the pain worse.
You'll know what I mean in time, and stop bloody muttering under your breath how much like mum I am, you're forgetting that I was you, and you will become me, so listen I know what I'm talking about.
Be nicer to dad while you're at it, I know he's at work all the time and you rarely see him but how do you think you've got a roof over your head, clothes on your back and food in your belly? It isn't by magic my love, if only it were. Mum leaves him when you're 17 but please don't hate either of them for this, remember what I said about calling it a day, it was their time - people fall out of love and it's better to say goodbye than to carry on living a lie just for the sake of others.
A few years down the line when you think you're older and wiser remember that you're just older. Dad gets really ill when you're 21, just after the baby, yes I said baby - you will go on to have a little boy congratulations, but more about this in a minute. When dad gets ill please remember that you do not have to cope on your own, do not shut people out, they are only trying to help you and you cannot carry the weight of the world on your shoulders alone. Try not to resent him, I know it's hard given what's happened in the last few years but he needs you, he's not the same man that he used to be. You will have you're own life but try to visit him more, yes I know it will be hard as he won't know who you are, but just seeing his eyes light up when he remembers briefly will make the past seem unimportant - family is family and never ever forget that.
Back to the baby, scary thought at 15 isn't it? You will fall in love again and your son is the product of this - who'd have though that eh, us a mum!
I'm not going into details too much because bringing up a child is going to be hard, I'm not going to pretend it's not, but you have to find out exactly what I mean by yourself. That rush of love that you'll get when you first see your son is going to last forever and will happen everytime you look at him, the shock of it will be a bit like a slap in the face but without the pain.
I'm going to go now and let you digest this information but one more thing, that job that you really really want when you're 22 and don't get past the interview stage, apply again the year after it will be worth it.
Dry your tears and try to smile, it's a beautiful smile.
See you when you're my age.
Miss B (Aged 24)
xx
Will the daddy please stand up?
Don't eat brekkie during the week, but as I was up at 6am this morning I decided on a bacon sarnie with ketchup on luffly thick bread - but now I'm bloody stuffed and sat here with a coffee n a cig
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The fact that it's Friday and I'm off to a social tomorrow night :twisted:
One more sleep for me, and I'm an Oxford virgin!!!
For everyone that's heading to Oxford today drive safely and have fun, but not too much as you're sposed to be saving that for tomorrow
xXx
Yeah count me in for next time babes xx
Awww thanks for the invite Jo but I'm off home on the Sunday xx
I'm looking at going out in Manchester on Saturday night with it being a lovely Bank Holiday weekend - and as I'm not in work on the Monday I can drink as much as I like.
I wondered if any of you lovely people fancied meeting up for a drink or ten..??
Either post here or send me a mail and I shall let you know details as soon as I know what I'm doing myself!
Much love xxxxxxxxx
Got 3 small tats and a middle sized one, top of my right arm, my wrist, lower back and one between the shoulder blades.
Have the ears pierced as well as a nipple and my tongue - would love more tats at some stage when finances allow!
Peppers, just not the green ones - yuck!!
Not only should this sick individual be locked up for the rest of his days he should also have his cock chopped off
Hmmm I can understand what the mother is trying to say, but on the other hand maybe it shouldn't be made so public that this guy is just looking for a shag, as in effect that's what they're saying.
I'm also slightly concerned about the mother - I've read numerous stories about her and her sons in various magazines - is this another money maker for her?
The comment about how she'd like her son to get a girl pregnant as "other people have to go through this" is worrying, does she not understand that having a baby just for the sake of it is totally the wrong reason....
On a whole - nah I can't say that I agree with it at all!!