Hello earthlings, and other creatures. It is now the end of July and I haven't made a new journal entry in over two months. Yay for me? I'm slacking in the writing departement. I don't know what it is exactly, but I just don't need to write as much anymore. I still love it, but I just can't seem to find inspiration. I wrote a poem about the relationship between my father and I, and well, it kinda sucked. Am I loosing my touch? Or is it simply that I'm in a bit of a drought? I hope it's the second. I need to get back into writing. Not just need, but want. I guess I'll have to force myself until it comes naturel again. Well, I'm hoping.

School has been out for a month. Good bye grade 10, hello grades that matter for after high school. I'm not very pleased with my final grades in the last semester. I did rather poorly in math. I've never been much of a math person, but I was sure I was going to do better than I did. I worked really hard this last semester and studied every chance I got for the exam. But alas, I will never do well with math. Good thing I'm going into something math based, eh?

I'm kind of looking forward to going back to school come this fall. But at the same time, I wish summer would last longer. Mainly, I think that's because of all the rain we've gotten. I mean, this IS summer, right? There's probably been less than ten - what we would call- nice days. It really sucks. But I am happy for my new courses. I can't wait to get started on them. I'm going to try harder this year, and study more, and just do better in general.

A few weeks ago, my boyfriend and I celebrated our one year. I never thought that at this age I would be in a relationship lasting that long, and continues to progess strongly. I really love Kevin and I'm very happy we met. I honestly don't know what I'd do without him. If he were to break up with me today, for some unexplained reason, I woudln't know what to do with myself. I wouldn't be able to get out of bed, or eat, and breathing would be forced. I'm so happy because of him. I'm happier than I ever thought possible.

I wish I could make more money. I mean, I love my job, I really do. But I just wish I got more hours and more money. I think I'm going to talk to my manager the next chance I get. I really don't want to quit, I just started a few months ago. I think I'll stick it out for a little while longer. I think I'm going to be getting a little higher of a positon soon. If nothing changes within a couple months, then I'll have to find another job. I need to save money for college or university, but it's very difficult to do that with the little money I get. I'll figure it out.... I hope.

Well, that's all I've got to rant about right now.

<3 Jess