It's one of those nights that I honestly cannot do homework, not matter how hard I try. I try to tell myself that I need to get done, but my subconscious knows that nothing is due tomorrow...and motivation flies out the window.

A friend of mine asked me today, "who are you? Honestly."

I still don't know what he meant by that, as I write this, but it got me thinking. I think it's a hard question to answer, or is that just me? I can't explain it. You know how people always say that we are who we are when nobody's watching, and I guess that's true. I was also reminded recently of how Mr. Dueck would say that we are the person that we are when we crawl into our beds at the end of a long day - nobody around, but ourselves and our thoughts. I guess I've also written before that I think the key to knowing someone is knowing their hopes, their fears, and their aspirations. I tried to re-evaluate those, and I guess that is also true as well.

It's still hard to explain though. I don't know how to. I don't know why I felt like blogging that.

I'm just Joanne, and I can't explain any better than that right now.

That's all I have to say right now.