6 Ergebnisse.

My OCD is in overdrive. My family is imploding. And there's a chance I might be an orphan - AGAIN! If I ever write a memoir, the title will be Disaster. Seriously, just how many girls can say they've had not just one mom but TWO ditch them in twelve short years? Or that they've suffered through the humiliation of bra shopping-WITH THEIR DAD! Or that their entire middle school thinks they're a complete and total nerd just because the girl h...

Mi primer granito... Mi primer brasier... Mi primer beso... Mi mamá se perdió todo esto. Ella debería haber estado aquí para decirme que todo estaría bien, para hacerme sentir mejor y tomar mi mano cuando me sentía asustada. En cambio ahora, nunca tendré la oportunidad de conocerla porque mi papá nos está obligando a mudarnos a miles de kilómetros lejos de aquí, a California. Pero ella necesita saber que está sucediendo. Ella tiene que en...

A letter to Santa. A letter to the Easter Bunny. A letter to the Sandman? Who writes a letter to the Sandman? Me, that's who. Willa Shisbey, nerd extraordinaire. I'm back with another installment of Willa's Window, my column in the Lifestyle section of my local newspaper. This time, I'm sharing my letters, including those my dad unearthed in our garage. Welcome to my nightmare. Not only will you read about me bartering with the Tooth Fairy, b...

My first zit ... my first bra ... my first kiss My birth mom missed them all. She should have been there to tell me it was fine, to reassure me and hold my hand when I got scared. Instead, now I'll never get the chance to meet her because my dad's moving us two thousand miles away-to California. But she needs to know what's happening. She has to understand what's going on in my life, what's important to me and why I act like I do from time...

New school... New problems... New diary. As if starting a new middle school isn't bad enough, now, I'm pretty sure my adoptive mom wants to send me back to the orphanage, my evil adoptive sister is trying to ruin my life, and the entire eighth grade thinks I'm a total dork because of an unfortunate beach experience involving a poisonous jellyfish. (OK, it was only a waterlogged plastic baggie that I mistook for a jellyfish, but still.) All...

Shared bunk beds... Stolen underwear... Cheesy camp songs... My first camp experience just might be my last! When a major mix up sends me, nerdy girl extraordinaire, to a residential sports camp for Olympic hopefuls instead of science camp, I know anything that can go wrong, will. My only hope is to suck it up and try not to mess anything up. Between majorly missing my dad and my worry over his and Diane's divorce, camp takes a toll on me. (...