It's been a few weeks since the beginning of summer, and my routine has set in.
It has been raining for a while now, many of my friends are off on their adventures, I have no money, and very little to do with my days, much like last summer. But this time it doesn’t bother me, I couldn’t be happier . This time round I'm not facing in the months ahead alone, because this time I'm in the most awesome relationship ever . But I won’t get into that; my words won’t do it justice.

My brother and I have recently started work on a new project which will hopefully become a success. I won’t spill many of the details just yet, but the first few concept drawings are done, and will be uploaded within the week. I will however tell you that we will both be telling an epic story from different points of view.

I haven’t seen much of my friends recently, because of various summer related activities, but the few times we have met up have been good, even if they showed up at my door against my wishes ¬_¬.

The next few weeks will be made up of a jumble of social interactions and trying to get this project sorted out. However all the days for the next few weeks will be acting as little more than a countdown to my results day, the day when I find out if I am going to university. I'm not one for panicking, every time I do, I just think about the fact that worrying won’t change anything, then try and look at the good aspects of failure (As strange as that sounds), wish me luck...

My driving is going ok, I mentioned in my last post that my test was really soon, and I failed it , but it didn’t bother me, I was positive that I was going to fail, and just tried to treat it as another learning experience. This was funny, mainly due to the fact that the person in the car next to me also failed, and burst into tears. However when I was told I failed I just said "Ok then" and then smiled at my driving instructor and said "Looks like you’re not getting rid of me just yet". He didn’t laugh, but I did XD.
I was like that because I always go into events with a certain degree of hope. Everything I do is done in the hope that the outcome will be good one. This is good for me because it means I can deal with most things, but sometimes hope is all I have, meaning I will attempt seemingly impossible things, and fail.
But back to driving, since I failed my parents decided to put me on insurance for my mum’s car so I could get some practice and build up my confidence, which has seen a massive improvement in my opinion, who knows, maybe I will pass next time.

Next time I write a Journal, chances are I will have my exam results, and so watch this space...