Good news.
I'm posting this separately from the writing meme, because, well...it has absolutely nothing to do with it. Makes sense. But I found this out yesterday, and I'm super psyched.
So, you guys remember how over the summer I was constantly bitching about camp, right? (If you don't, most of my entries from July and the beginning of August are concerning things there.) Well, I have good news, and only a few of you guys (AKA the few of you from my school) know about it, so I'll say it here.
I. Am. Not. Going. Back.
It's been confirmed. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to work something out with my mom; she told me a week ago that I could not get confirmed (church-wise) if we contacted Jer about me working as a junior counselor there this summer. I was really opposed to the idea; I mean, I haven't been home for the whole summer since I was 8 turning 9, and the majority of my close friends are graduating this year, so this summer will be the last time I can really hang with them before they go to college. Not counting my friends that are in my grade. But I told her to go ahead and call him, because who knows? I mean, I would be unhappy and gone for the entire summer, but I'd have a paying job, which would be...well, it couldn't hurt. But I'd rather work anyplace but there, after last summer.
Well, after about three days of phone tag, they finally got to talk, and it turns out the JC program is full up. Win. Apparently they didn't have many campers this year, so they didn't need many counselors, so it's full. He also said that he fired a lot of counselors from last summer - counselors that had been there for years and were usurping their authority, getting us to cover their asses when we had our own shit to do and they were off getting drunk (Keagan, I'm looking at you. Sneaking your guy friend back into the cabin, you reeking of vodka...urgh). So, double win. But here's the best part. He offered to let me come up and he'd take me on the Boundary Waters trip, free of charge, because he felt bad for me not getting to go last year (it was really confusing and unplanned, and eventually got canceled) and also felt bad about me having such a lousy time as a CIT. CIT year is, according to a lot of people, the best year of them all. Not so for us.
So yeah. I'm out of camp, out of confirmation, and I get to go up for a week long canoeing trip in Canada during the summer. I'm one happy bunny.
So, you guys remember how over the summer I was constantly bitching about camp, right? (If you don't, most of my entries from July and the beginning of August are concerning things there.) Well, I have good news, and only a few of you guys (AKA the few of you from my school) know about it, so I'll say it here.
I. Am. Not. Going. Back.
It's been confirmed. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to work something out with my mom; she told me a week ago that I could not get confirmed (church-wise) if we contacted Jer about me working as a junior counselor there this summer. I was really opposed to the idea; I mean, I haven't been home for the whole summer since I was 8 turning 9, and the majority of my close friends are graduating this year, so this summer will be the last time I can really hang with them before they go to college. Not counting my friends that are in my grade. But I told her to go ahead and call him, because who knows? I mean, I would be unhappy and gone for the entire summer, but I'd have a paying job, which would be...well, it couldn't hurt. But I'd rather work anyplace but there, after last summer.
Well, after about three days of phone tag, they finally got to talk, and it turns out the JC program is full up. Win. Apparently they didn't have many campers this year, so they didn't need many counselors, so it's full. He also said that he fired a lot of counselors from last summer - counselors that had been there for years and were usurping their authority, getting us to cover their asses when we had our own shit to do and they were off getting drunk (Keagan, I'm looking at you. Sneaking your guy friend back into the cabin, you reeking of vodka...urgh). So, double win. But here's the best part. He offered to let me come up and he'd take me on the Boundary Waters trip, free of charge, because he felt bad for me not getting to go last year (it was really confusing and unplanned, and eventually got canceled) and also felt bad about me having such a lousy time as a CIT. CIT year is, according to a lot of people, the best year of them all. Not so for us.
So yeah. I'm out of camp, out of confirmation, and I get to go up for a week long canoeing trip in Canada during the summer. I'm one happy bunny.