As for the journal, well, we were supposed to write something - "anything" (she said). Not being very inspired, I don't think I wrote more than one sentence per day and had to bite my tongue to avoid expressing my opinion of her (after all, she did review the journals every day).
I failed her class.
Later, I had a great English teacher who I believed inspired the "dorky" or "geeky" look, wearing his gingham polyester pants pulled up to just under his teats, wore glasses (of course) and had a pointy nose. But he was really cool! He was also my drama teacher (go figure). I joined the spelling bee team (yeah, the "zed" thingy), we did some creative writing, touched on the Bard and we really had a blast in his class. We didn't, however, keep daily journals.
I didn't further my education or resume my dalliances in writing due to my life's circumstances at the time.
At any rate, I have a little more time on my hands to pursue my yearning to write, thanks mostly to several persons I have discovered through blogging (ugh), but in particular my current followers (my "Three Musketeers") from whom I'm sure I will learn much, but who will mostly have me ROTFLMAO (yeah, I like that one too). This "Journal", as I will call it, is a lesson unto myself and an accreditation (her only redeeming quality, in my opinion) to "Mrs. Limpet".
p.s. does it bother anyone else that "bff"and "cul8r" are accepted by the spell-checker? Oy vey.