Out with the old... in with the old?

So I've been cleaning out my childhood room this past week since moving home. I'm combining and throwing away little pieces of my past in order to move on with the future. In doing this, I found a poem book I was assigned to write in 9th grade. Mrs. Joiner wanted us to write 16 different poems. Some of them had to be lyrical, haikus, ballads, narratives, sonnets... a little bit of everything. Re-reading these has made me realize two things. One, I'm extremely glad blogs weren't popular when I was going through my emo phase, or who knows what kind of emotional drama would be lost out in the stratosphere of the internet. Two, I am still that 14 year-old girl.