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.
We are brothers from different mothers, 00dozo. As you know, I hate the word that shall not be named, and try to avoid it whenever and where ever possible. The same thing goes for teachers who look like Mr. Limpet. Mr. Limpet gives me the creeps. cul8tr!ReplyDelete
"...the word that shall not be named..."ReplyDelete
I like it! If you use it again, I think it would look better like this:
The Word That Shall Not Be Named
(Hey! That worked! I wasn't sure since I suck at HTML - I cheated.)