Writing

I remember when I started writing emotionally.  It was in 8th grade and things were happening and I wrote a bunch of random poems.  I can still write some pretty good ones, but they're a whole lot less self-centered now.  Anyway, so I was talking to one of my friends about things that she wrote and it was really interesting.  It was kind of raw and about how everyone is so worried about what other people think and that they are unwilling to form their own opinions.  I don't feel like reacting to this right now.  But I just think we put a bit too much stock in what other people think.

~another musing of the ill-informed~