Sparkling water fanatic. Lover of random crap. Goodreads member curious to see if the grass really is greener on the other side.
No Boyz Allowed!1!!!1eleven!1!!one!1!!
4 stars for my love of the book as a child.
2 stars for how it reads now as an adult.
= 3 star average.
I was cleaning out my stuff and found this book and had a sudden urge to revisit my childhood.
As a child, this was one of those books that I read over and over (probably because my mom didn't want me reading it). I was probably about 9 or 10 when I snuck (wait, this isn't a word? why am I getting spell-checked?) Are You There God? into my house.
It put the fear of periods and bras into my head. No joke. I was about as clueless as Punky Brewster on her first trip to get the self-proclaimed "over the shoulder boulder holder."
Thankfully, I got over it by the time I was about 12 or so, or my teen years would have been horriffic.
This read is pretty outdated (maxi pads with belts? I thought my mom's stick tampons were antiquated), but I did have a laugh over the fear of being the last one in a group of friends to get their period.
If only I could have warned my pre-pre-pre-teen self : No, really. Be happy if you're the last.
It was a fun trip down memory lane, but I think it's one I won't be taking again.