Just Be Happy

I wish the people that I love could be happy.

The Past Really is Just Past

Except now I can say it and believe my own words. I was reading some things on here from my past self and I'll admit I'm a bit shocked. Who was that person?

A Little Bit of Steinbeck

First book on the list: The Red Pony. Hey, found it at the end of my neighbor's driveway among other novels several years ago so why not? It's short and travel-sized, got an interesting enough story to keep me reading. It's old as dirt and I like that. Probably going to keep the old trend going with other books I've got lined up such as Where the Red Fern Grows and The Catcher in the Rye. I'm committed to this reading thing. ;)

Things Ahead

Finishing up school tomorrow and then I can finally focus on my personal goals. Gonna try to get more immersed in poetry and books over the summer, and of course, I'll still make time for some summer fun as well. Although a lot of things are going to change by the end of this year, I can see that somehow this summer will still be great. I've got a great boyfriend, family, friends, and more importantly, a great life. Things are looking up and I'm eager to see what lies ahead.

Drug Dreams

Vivid dreams about reality swirled in reality and it's hard to decipher what happened or what actually happened and what really exists and what doesn't most of the time.

Potential

Definitely gonna miss my poetry writing class. I'm finding out things about myself I never even knew, opening up to strangers and letting them read my work. I am a good writer, I really am. I have potential. I'm finally beginning to realize that, and I never could have without taking this one class.