Oof.
I had to write an essay for English class about if people can choose to be happy or not. It was due Friday, so I didn't do much yesterday.
Bad idea.
Apparently the essay was actually due today at the end of class. Because I didn't know on which side of the argument I stood, I just chose that people can choose to be happy.
After writing that, I've realized how much I don't believe that.
And now I have a crappy essay turned in.
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This Is My Life
RandomHere's random moments of my life. Random thoughts in my brain. I'm bored. I need friends who are easy to talk to, who I can talk to when I'm not at school or band practice. So this is a replacement. Talk to me if you want! You don't need to read thi...
