I accidentally sent some journals off to the commercial bindery...

One time a friend of mine was in a class about the Holocaust, where everyone was required to keep a journal about your thoughts, etc. Thing was, if you folded the page over, that meant it was personal, please teacher don't read it. So she would write "Blah blah blah I'm glad teacher isn't reading this shit, what bullshit this is" and would copy pages out of the dictionary, etc.

I guess the end of this story is pretty obvious.
 
i loved journal writing, I would regularly write a 4 page thesis on random things like SEARS craftsmen tools.

We used to read them in class too, and in high school I got banned from reading 7 times in one class for being too and I quote "over-the-top."
 
I hated being forced to write a journal. I would scribble--literally, letter-like scribbles--just enough to fulfill the minimum half-page requirement, and then sit at my computer and write a five-page short story I wouldn't show to the teacher. I ended up with, like, a C+ on the journal, which pulled my English grade down to an A-, which may have affected my overall GPA slightly, and considering that I was hundredths of a point away from the topmost slot or two...

I sure showed Mr. Kobasa!