So June has come and gone..
In a month i have managed to accomplish nothing. I have worked more hours than i have the energy for.
Trying to uphold a social life right now is proving to be harder than it looks, but i am coping.
Spending time with my wonderful and very patient family and boyfriend is also looking to be somewhat harder that it would have seemed.
I am trying to spread a lot of things across a not so large amount of time.

June saw two people i am very close to lose their lives. And therefor has been a strain on my mind.

I am both mentally and physically exhausted.. but i refuse to cut anything out of my life. The "i'll sort it out" approach to life seems to not be working for once. (But i really will sort everything out, i promise.. just give me time).
I'm eighteen, and yet i feel and look about 50.


I feel like i am having a great big waah...
On the up side of life, the time i do spend with family/friends is so very worth the fatigue it takes to get there. And i truly do not know what i would have done this past month if it weren't for my incredible boyfriend. Oh, and i am writing again (finally).


until next month... bye :]
xo


ps. hullo paulll