You’re so lucky! A college with beaches! Can I come over for spring break? I promise to bring plenty of Penn hotties…Oops, gotta go, Fleener is breathing down my neck. What is UP with these pinheads? Don’t they realize we only have two weeks left at this place? Like our grades even MATTER anymore!
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Ha, I know! Pinheads! Yeah! Tell me about it!
Thursday, April 27, French
Okay, it’s been four years since I started going to this place. And it still feels like all I ever do is lie.
And I don’t just mean to Lana or my parents, either. Now I’m lying toeveryone.
You would really think, after all this time, I’d be getting better about that.
But I found out the hard way—a little less than two years ago now, actually—what happens when you tell the truth.
And even though I still think I did the right thing—I mean, it did bring democracy to a country that has never known it before, and all—I’m not making that mistake again. I hurt so many people—especially people who I really care about—because I told the truth, I really think it’s better now just…well, to lie.
Not big lies. Just little white lies, which don’t hurt anybody. It’s not like I’m lying for personal gain.
But what am I going to do,admit I got into every college I applied to?
Oh, yeah, that would go over really well. How would all the people whodidn’t get into their first-choice colleges—especially those of them who deserved to…and that would be approximately eighty percent of the current AEHS graduating senior class—feel then?