Growing up, I was probably the epitome of teenage angst, except that unlike Molly Ringwald, I rarely got the boy in the end. I was never the cute little flirty type (and felt really stupid every time I tried), and too shy to ever make my feelings known, I took on the role of everybody’s good pal – a role that stayed with me throughout high school and most of my...
Archive - February 18, 2007
