I hurt myself, just to find my purpose

I used to keep all of this a secret. Afraid of hurting someone. Not so much anymore. It's not really a secret anymore. At least 6 or 7 people know. and that person is about as hurt as she's going to get. I believe. 6 or 7 of the people that really matter anyway.
So I got Twilight, it's a pretty good book so far. Which means chapter I think 15. Yes chapter 15. It's big though, so I don't bring it to school. I just read it at home.
I just know I'll be behind in math by tomorrow though. It's 7 and I haven't done anything.
I have my four best works done and in. So far I have all the requirements I can have to graduate. Except the credits and the community service.

I wonder how long this looks...
and about the content. Is it worth reading? probably not.

I remember nothign about my day. Almost nothing. i barely remember health, I don't remember what we did in first at all, if anything. second we read... Third math, 4th a thing in the computer lab, 5th was a worksheet and a cooking stuff gamerather, 6th we did somethign with... um, what was it... I can't remember what the lab was today.

The bus was all I really remember besides a few specific moments. Megan sat next to me and we talked about things. it was quite nice. Well, comparative to what she's usually doing, it was REALLY nice. It was calm, it was serious, it was about things I cared about too. (Sarah L, I actually can talk about my feelings in person without feeling strange. I found that cool)