The Treasures of a High school Journal!

I found my old journal I had in high school.  Flipping through it's pages is very- shall I say...enlightening?  There's an eye opening entry regarding my very first kiss - "It was a horrifying experience - My nose was blocked by his cheek - my airway blocked by his wet, wet lips - and his tongue was kibby-ing out in my mouth - I couldn't breath - and I thought I was going to die - and I'm not kidding!" Oh the memories!

My favorite entry though is a little poem I entitled Ode to Potty.  It was a lunchroom favorite as I recall.

I'll translate for those of you who don't read sloppy teenage girl!

Ode to potty
Ode to the potty where every hour's a party
I like to dream on my potty - sometimes good, sometimes naughty.

My potty is fine my potty is great, I like to share with it everything I ate.
My potty takes the sweet my potty takes the smelly
It really has no choice it's the victim of my belly.

Its white porcelain shine makes me glad it's all mine.

Thank you potty

I still find it so hard to believe I haven't been published yet?!