Diary of a make-up artist

curious

As a child I was always curious about everything specially the things that I knew were forbidden to me, thats why more than half the time I ended up getting myself in trouble I remember being 14 years old when everything began, it was my first year of high school and I was excited but nervous at the same time, lets just say that the school I was attending didn't have quite the kind of reputation that my parents were hoping for, but as for me I fit right in, well at least thats how I felt at that moment. It didn't take me long to make friends I had already been introduced to some of the juniors and seniors since my cousin attended that school, but on my own I had made a new friend and that's when everything started. I remember the first time I saw him across the hallway he was standing there waiting to get in class, he was looking so attractive wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, he took a quick glance at me but didn't quite notice me the way I noticed him until one day I got the nerve to go up to him and ask him a stupid question just to break the ice, from that point on we engaged in small coversations until one day he asked me if I drink and was wondering if I wanted to cut school and go to a daytime party, I honestly don't remember if I went to that party or if I dranked with him but all I know that after that we became close and we started hanging out in school and eventually he started coming over my house to hang out, at this point we had become such good friends that I lost all interest in him as far as dating. one particular day he came over to my house and we were hanging out as usual on the stairways of my house and he pulled out a tiny bag of something green that looked like oregano, well that was actually the very first time in my life I had come across drugs, I was so innocent I had no idea it was marijuana I remember him telling me to keep it! that eventually we were going to smoke it" but that never happend, "well at least not with him" but it left me curious enough to want to try it, just the thought of it being in my possession the tension grew stronger and the urge to know how it felt made me want to try it for the very first time, I still remember like it was yesterday I showed my cousin the bag so we decided we were going to get high for the very first time and we were going to do it together.

Finally the day came that we cut school to get high, I remember going to a friend's job just to ask him to roll a joint for us, he was much older than us and we knew he smoked marijuana so in return for the favor we let him keep the rest, we only needed a joint thats all! Finally as we were walking through the neighborhood of Logan square were my cousin grew up and I had lots of childhood memories. well we lit our first joint, I still remember the first hit of that joint and how I was so high and everything look different and all of a sudden we were in our own little world and we were happy. but that curiosity led me to the following events that you will soon read about as I continue to tell you my story. Well from that point on all it took was that joint and that high to want to do it more, being high was like being in another world a world were you can create you're on ideas and all you're thoughts were brilliant. It didn't have the same affect on my cousin she smoked once in a while but as for me I started smoking almost everyday from that point on.

I recall an insident were we smoked in class, how terrible was that! Now that I'm a parent just the thought of that happening in my daughter's school freaks me out, that insident occurred with my brother in law. at that time I remember him as a slim kid with braces and curly hair, we had two classes together I dont remember what class it was all I know it was summer time and school was almost over, he had a joint and asked me to sit infront of him to cover him up, we opened the Windows to let some of the smoke out but the smell of marijuana was so strong tha it was almost inevitable to not have the strong smell hit you in the face. The teacher was old and nearly going blind but she smelled it alright " by the time I finished taking the second puff she was already trying to follow the smell just to see were it was coming from "thank God
For his brilliant idea of saying that the smell seemed to be coming from outside.