my first blaahg

Now why the hell I would do this I don't know. But who cares? Maybe I can go back and look at this shit and laugh. I don't expect anyone to read this or follow me around to see what the hell I am doing right now. Come to think of it this is dangerous. I remeber back in the 12th grade our english teacher had us keep journals. Never really saw a point in this but I guess this guy wanted quiet time and not have to bother with us. His name was Mr.Birch. I think he was gay. Not that that matters, but 16 years ago I suppose a bigger deal than now. Anyways about this journal, well it got me in trouble. Not with the teacher or the school but with my parents. They had gone out of town and I bought my girlfriend into their house and we had sex. Well, I thought it was a worthy experirnce to write about. I didn't go into full detail but enough so you knew what was going on. I don't know why I choose to write about this, but I did. Maybe I think to screw with my gay teacher. Maybe to protect myself from unwanted advances. That never happened, but I wanted this guy to know that I was straight. Anyways, eventually this journal came home and my parents found out. It was a terrible experience. I don't know how I will react when my children decide to have sex. I don't think I will flip like my parents did. Maybe I will. Not looking forward to ever finding out. Anyways, this is my first blaagh maybe I should wrap it up especially since I a sitting in my boys living room typing away on this blackberry. Must look very rude. Sorry Matt lol

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