journey of self discovery, Part II

Wow, it's really fun reading stuff that you wrote in high school. On Thursday, Dec. 18, 1997, I wrote a journal entry that I titled: "Early Bird P.E.: The Evil Result of a Sexist Society." Of course, I don't mention anywhere in the entry about how exactly early bird P.E. is sexist, but I do have some rather humorous quotes. Ironically, I never did end up having to take early bird P.E.

This is sooo evil! It is a horrible injustice and discrimination against those of us not inclined to get up at 5:30 in the morning!!!! It makes me sick just thinking about it! ... It's so stupid it makes me want to puke. Like knowing exactly all the rules of pickleball is a necessary skill in life. We must be punished for wanting to learn?? For wanting to learn real information which might actually be of value to us in the future? Information that makes us knowledgeable about the world? Not information that makes us sound like stupid jocks who weren't good enough to play real sports, so had to resort to pickleball and badminton!!!!!

I think the point I was trying to get at here is that it was unjust that I was being penalized for having a full schedule of real classes -- math, science, English, journalism, etc. -- so they were going to make me come in before school to fit in P.E. That never actually happened though. I can't remember why. Maybe someone got wind of my journal entry and thought, whoa - we better not mess with her.

I'm really glad I was forced to keep a journal during one semester of high school. It's been really entertaining to read. Thanks, Mrs. Phelan. I owe it all to you. And thank you, 17-year-old version of myself, for having such a good sense of humor.