Allow me to re-introduce myself

So I started this blog in May, before Love and my life, and as things got more serious with Aaron I had a need for emotional writing more than the fun stuff. Anyways because of the neglect I totally forgot my password for this other blog so it will be making a reappearance here. I'll start with the entries I already had and skip to now.

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May 9, 2010
Hello out there to the big wide emptiness. What up? For the purposes of keeping my secrets somewhat on the dl I am B. It’s hard to start these things, but I guess I’ll give a quick summary of myself.
Born and raised in Toronto, excluding the majority of my childhood spend in the south of British Colombia (best place in Canada). Grew up surrounded by the fellow children of my day care, spending most of my time either riding or tending to horses. Upon my move to Toronto I shed my tom-boy chic look (think bowl cut and black legging, riding pants) and attempted to be a pretty, city girl. This was in the early 2000s so that meant bright pink lips and lots of cute blue eye shadow (not to mention an unhealthy obsession with Lip Smackers).
When I was little I always looked up to the sex icons on TV, waiting for the day that I could join their big breasted, long legged club. I always expected highschool to be like the movies, the separated cliques and popularity contests, etc. Well maybe it was somewhere, but I was forcibly placed in a (co-ed thank GOD) private school. Another thank-God, I met my best friend who to this day (8yrs later) is my partner in crime; we’ll call her A.
In grade school an oh-so-wonderful little boy aptly nick-named me ‘tomato face’, due to the fact that if a boy even said, ‘hi’, to me I would be beet red. That lasted way past grade 5 unfortunately... and lead to my entrance into the loser-world of highschool. It was a tough time, I struggled with serious self-image issues and was simply convinced if I lost 10 pounds I would shoot to popularity. Not so. My eventual rise into the glam world of the “popular kids” out of complete anonymity, was due to the fact that my parents have a kickass party house and a penchant for golf vacations. They are themselves partiers at heart and I learned everything I know from them (much to their dismay).
Highschool dragged on in a whirlwind of exploring drinking and pot, longing for the boy (we all had one in highschool right?). Eventually my wishes on pennys in fountains were granted when I reconnected with the very same boy that gave me my ‘tomato face’ identity. He was my first love, and I’ll never be able to explain how much I appreciate how he helped me become me. We dated off and on for 2 years. He loved me unconditionally, but as soon as he came into my life it was like something clicked in every other guy’s head and I became visible. That was unfortunate for him (Matt), as in my need to explore my newly found sexual identity there were quite a few infidelities.

That leads me to University. This big wide world was a whole-nother-ball game for me. Boys were popping out of no where and they could definitely see me. I remain in the land of boys, although have returned to my beloved city for the summer. Since university I have been through five main boys, Matt, Brian, Jeremy, Aaron and Luke. Except for the last, I had thoroughly built my reputation as a man-eating heartbreaker. Within 3 years all five of these boys fell in love with me at one point or another. I earnestly loved each one of them in my own way, but in the end they all went down the same. Except for Luke, but that’s a sob story for my other blog.
Since Luke, I have been between wallowing in weed and exploring the world of single sex, vehemently. Not to mention a few narcotics here and there. I guess that’s where I leave off for now. Stay tuned for the adventures.


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