Pieces of Yesterday

When I was younger, I was huge on journaling. I loved being able to just say whatever I wanted without worrying about the consequences. (Although after I saw the movie Harriet the Spy I definitely became more paranoid about hiding my diary in a very safe place. AKA behind my stereo. The same stereo that I hid my progress reports from school in, folded and stuffed into the compartment where the batteries were supposed to go.)

Anyway, I recently dug out my old journals and exposed some of the more, um, entertaining aspects of them over at YA Highway. There is Lisa Frank and a snippet of Harry Potter fan fiction, people. It's bad.