Some Thoughts

well today in English we wrote in class essays. it was supposed to be some experience of how someone we know saw the light, or something lame like that. i dont know if i should feel bad, but i completely made mine up. i mean, the people i know overcome adversity, but i wanted something interesting, so i made it up. other than that, i feel like life is goin good. i love when things are organized. i love when i am all alone, upstairs in the library, and i am in my own little world. it is so freeing being left alone sometimes. just sometimes though, i suppose. i donno, im not looking forward to walking home after school, i guess i should get a car. so the question of the day is... is it ok to withhold truths from a loved one if you know it will hurt them?

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