seems i don’t have anything interesting to write about..so i’m going into my archives.
when i was thirteen i remeber going over to michelle siemens house, a 3 bus away neighbourood, and her parents were in the middle of a divorce so we had free reign at her mom’s-cause she was depressed and not really around. i remember thinking they seemed different-as though they were from the states : always allowed to watch tv and eat whatever they wanted ,their house decorated like a sitcom.

we congregated in her basement(foreign concept- as we never had a house with a basement..)
and i was seated in a chair with shawn clements- he liked me and i think we were ‘going around’ or something–all i recall is turning my head and him kissing me somewhat awkwardly-and sticking his tongue in my mouth- we sat in the chair ,sides touching as we madeout for, like ,20 minutes and everyone around us talked and laughed and the whole time i was mortifyed and wanted to stop-but i believed this was what i was supposed to do.. hmmm.

next time i madeout was with brock grey…didn’t ike him very much but liked the feelings induced from kissing him.
he bought me a bob marley cd and smoked pot and carried me over the puddles on the way home from the mall.
then it was scott mackenzie-didn’t really like him either- same with jason dewolfe- i just took the kissing where i could get it.
hmm..mini slut i guess.