I lost my Cherry!!! LOL

Have you ever had a cold that hit you like a freight train? I mean like you hurt from head to toe so bad you thought you might prefer to be hit by a train ‘cause it would be faster and maybe you’d die and then there’d be no more pain? I have a cold like that. That’s one of the reasons you haven’t heard from me in a while. My head is stuffed up, my nose is stuffed up, my chest and lungs are full of something ‘cause they don’t seem to work properly, my body is trying to cough it all out but can’t so it keeps trying so hard that the muscles in my stomach and back are screaming. I coughed so hard that I tore the little piece of skin under your tongue…are you grossed out yet? ‘Cause I haven’t even mentioned the fever!!! I’m actually feeling much better now, still coughing and sniffling etc. but my brain is able to function now. My computer was sick too…got a virus…shelled out the $70 for the anti-virus software to fix it – should of done that a long time ago, oops. Anyway…

So I had a great holiday at my parents, it was good to see my family again. My sister and I got along surprisingly well, maybe we’re growing up? I wrote all about my Christmas adventures yesterday but somehow lost them before I posted the blog. BAH! So I’ll just leave it alone.

I start teaching grade 5 on Monday. I’m definitely getting nervous/excited but I still have lots of prep work to do.

I was at the school yesterday and happened across a Meliorist, that’s our student paper and what did I see, but another of my poems. I had forgotten that they still had some of my work on file. Its one of my racier poems and I’m kind of embarrassed that it is in there because HE reads my poems in the Meliorist and HE was there when this poem was conceived. HE actually said the line “its under your chair” Its kind of funny 'cause the poem isn't actually about losing one's virginity - but it is nicely ambigous so it could be. Well, so that you guys have a clue what I’m talking about, here is a copy of the poem. And in the idea of stealing the Stranger’s idea – here’s a blog question for any of you popping by “What’s your most embarrassing moment?” Come on share!!

I Quit

I lost my cherry.
“It’s under the chair.”
The ultimate sacrifice“
For me or for him?”
She cries
Outloud
For the fifteenth time.

Can I do it this time?
Can I commit?
With my heart,
And my brain,
And my health?
My treasure is yours.
Will you ask for it?
Will I offer?

I am torn inside,
With fear and contentment.
For I know this lovely
Will not last.
I’ll start, and I’ll panic
And I’ll get the shakes…
All for the loss of a cherry