I've been thinking about what I'm gonna do this summer if I don't get hired at a decent place in Kitimat (i.e. Eurocan). I talked to Ali about the GSR job here at the school (well, res, technically), and it sounds half-decent. I'd basically be doing what I did last summer at Beckers, making beds and cleaning and whatnot. But the best part is that it's free rent, and I'd be making $10/hr. That's even better than what I made in Jasper! Not only that, but I wouldn't be stuck with a bunch of awful, backstabbing, drama-queen bitches for the whole summer, plus Nate, plus the temptation of spending every hard-earned penny at the bar 6 nights a week. But still, I think it would be a very lonely summer, since only two or three other people will be with me in res, doing the same job. Meh. It's scary, but lately I've been thinking fondly of Beckers and all the good things about it. I can't go back there, though... I think I'd die. I need to quit thinking about the pretty scenery, and the fun bars, and karaoke night, and the awesome weather, and going to the beach... *sob* No. I need to make money this summer. And I need to keep my sanity, too. No Beckers for me!

Another option I came up with is being a camp counsellor. Shut up, I can hear you snickering! Maybe I wouldn't be able to do it this summer, since money is so important, but I really think it would be a totally fun experience to hang out with kids all summer at a camp. Last summer my "big sister" Caitlin (that stupid bitch... *glare*) went somewhere in the States to do that and she said she had an amazing time. They pay you in US dollars and it's supposedly really good pay, so that would be kind of awesome. The only thing is, I'm scared that the States are gonna get bombed sometime pretty soon, so going there isn't exactly the smartest of options. o_O Stupid war! I read today that they've "upgraded" to code orange, which is the second-highest security alert colour or whatever. God that's scary. I never thought I'd be alive during a really big war like the one that's threatening to take place these days.

Anyway, if all else fails, I could always try to get a couple of lower-prestige jobs back home, like working at Overwaitea during the day and waiting tables at night or something like that. My extreme last resort is Jasper. Let's hope it doesn't come down to that.

Currently listening to: Overjoyed by Stevie Wonder
Quote of the day: Meh. Can't think of one. Sorry.

Things I love:

- staring straight up into the sky when it's snowing really hard
- eating cake batter/cookie dough/any baked goods that haven't been baked yet
- waking up and realizing you still have lots of time before the alarm goes off
- the sound of rain on the roof at night
- photographs
- singing along to good songs when nobody is around and pretending I'm on American Idol... heh heh
- days when I have absolutely nothing important to do and am free to fuck around, wasting time extravagantly
- Orlando. Always Orlando. Teeee!

Currently listening to: And So It Goes by Billy Joel
Quote of the day: "Not that I'm all that grounded/I'm already dumbfounded/I'm a liar, believe me baby" - Econoline Crush

It goes without saying that I should be doing something far more constructive and scholarly right now. The big pile of unopened books on my desk is glaring at me condescendingly and I can hear them voicing their disapproval: "Stop procrastinating and wasting time, Jenn. You know you're just screwing yourself over by doing this instead of spending quality time with us." To quote my new favourite website, Television Without Pity: shut up, books. Just shut up.

So I gave out my first write-up this weekend, and now I feel like a big jerk. Not only were the guys who had the party totally understanding about me busting it up, they were also cooperative, and it was Nick's 19th birthday - a just cause for some festive revelry. I talked to Ali about it today, and I decided to go through with the write-up anyway because I know I need to at least try to be all enforce-y at the beginning of my RA "career". And besides, the guys who are probably gonna get the flak have never been written up before anyway. They'll just get a verbal warning, which hopefully won't inspire them to hate me or throw rocks at me next time we meet. o_O

Things are kind of a mess in my head right now, emotionally. I'm not gonna get into it right now though. My books are seriously screaming at me now, and can no longer be ignored. Maybe I should get that checked out...

Currently listening to: Sugar Water by Cibo Matto
Quote of the day: "Sweet Valley High!!" - Milhouse