I have changed so much in the three months of this year so far.
I used to think it wasn't possible to be sad and happy at the same time, but I'm living it now so I know it is. Half the time I feel like I should cry, or something, but I don't. I smile and I throw myself into my work.

I graduate in May.
I promised myself last year that by this time, I'd have everything figured out. But now I just don't know. There are so many school options, and so many places to go, and so many people to see, and too much life to waste. I was going to move, I was sure of it, I had planned on it for 2 years, and I even had the place. But things come up, life happens. So now, I'm staying around. At least until next year. Then what? I have no idea, I'll just take it a step at a time.

The saddest thing about this year is that I stopped writing poetry.
I haven't written one poem. I don't know why, maybe it's the stress, or the time, but for whatever reason, I haven't.
I've had about three ideas for novella's though. I might start writing one when I graduate.

I love everyone.
I always say I might type some of my poetry I've never submitted up and post it, but who knows. I'll try.

-Joanna