Pip-pip cheerio as Linz's mother would put it. I'm leaving before the crack of dawn tomorrow, to escape to Jamaica for a week, and I do mean escape. Lately I just feel like I'm sitting here waiting for the next stage of my life to happen. My job is absolutely great and my boyfriend is even better, but it's just dragging somehow. I guess I'm just anxious to get on with my pursuit of higher education. Plus, summer used to mean the time in which to flirt with the hot guys that are back in town for the season, and due to my monogomous relationship, I'm not too sure if that's appropriate. Although I could never be blamed for innocent flirting, could I? Hehe, the hardest part of my relationship is to not make out with other guys. Josh is wonderful though, I was bitching at him about his lack of ambition the other night and in the middle of my tirade about him being a little bit annoying, he broke me off and told me that I'm a little bit beautiful and kissed me. He's adorable. The wide range of guys that I've dated make me appreciate him even more. Anyways, I did not mean to gush about my boyfriend. Although, I must say how much he has been there for me through the rough times I've had lately. For anybody still wondering about the last couple of dreary posts, I found out that my father has an incurable genetic disease and one of neighbours who was a part of my family shot himself in the head, all in the same week. I hear from the majority of my friends maybe once per week at most; I go through a minimum of drama compared to them but when things are happening to me, I don't hear from them. A big thank you to everyone who encouraged me to go with the RCMP job, I've been enjoying myself more than I should at a place of employment. Definately much better than anything I expected to be doing this summer. Believe it or not, I did not expect this to be a long entry. I'll be out of here for a week, feel free to drop me an e-mail or an IM if anything exciting happens or if you just feel like rambling. Wish Josh a happy birthday for me on the 29th, if you see him. Wow, maybe I'll even get a tan! Behave yourselves in my absence and try not to miss me too much!

"Jenna, in what grade did you learn to be sassy?!" -Mountie

"Don't worry, you are just art happening."

"...lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine..."

I feel horrible. My boyfriend better get here soon, I need a hug.

To expand the last post, funerals suck too.

Life is definately sucking the big one lately.

Sometimes life just feels like someone whipped a basketball at the back of your head when you were writing at the blackboard in the front of the class. At least mine does at the moment.