The world turns and time passes. The hands on the clock move from number to number, my nails keep growing, my heart is becoming incresingly tired, the constant beating is wearing it down. This is called enevitability, this is what is called my life.
The last time i wrote was to mention the termination of my life long pet. I wrote it during breaks from my summer job which i hadn't mentioned prior. So i guess this would be a good time.
May 4th i arrivved at Teen Time camp, for what was going to be 4 long months of work. I settled into my two room cabin with my very good friend "freeze". There couldn't have been a better combination. (unless the cabin could be shared with females) For the first two months, myself, freeze and a few others did maintanince around the lodge. Cleaning, painting, lifting, dragging, pounding out homo nails in the freezing rain, from 8-5 about 6 days a week. During our spare time, we would watch movies, write, chill out, or play paintball. Our boss at the time, i man called Dean, can be honestly said to be the best boss i have ever had, and that it was an honor to work for him. He is a man that i greatly respect and admire, for all the shit he does go through. (his family was also a pleasure to become close to) Some weekends during these two months was spent catering to rental groups, were 95% of the time, i was the mountain bike instructor.(worst job ever) Those two months have to be a couple of the best months in my life.
Then the actually camp started. Every week a different age group of kids, and different duties to perform, different people to meet, and different bullshit to deal with. First week i was canoe instructor, then was a counselor for 3 weeks straight, then archery, a week off, paintball instructor, then paintball assistant. Every week had it's ups, and every week had it's downs. I meet some incredible kids, incredible staff, and some people i would never like to see again. (people who cause drama disgust me) There were days in between camps as well that were memorable. "Root's" cabin, "Blues" antics, "Raf" and "Mic's" bags of goodness...
I would do it all again, but only if i got a full grant. The money i made was not nearly enough for the work that i did. I went above and beond my expectations, and requirments, and went sometimes un-noticed. Ah well.
Now i am in school, Grant Mac Ewan (actually at this very moment, i am currently enjoying a three hour break inbetween clasess.) I am taking this Fall Philosopy, Sociology, Computer Science, Music, and English. What a load. I'm nervous, but also relieved that i'm doing something with my life. Lets hope all goes well. There are alot of attractive girls here as well. Lets hope something comes out of this.
Maybe as time pasess, maybe while i am here at school and have experienced all that i have, maybe this time i will actually grow, and maybe mature. Who knows, time is strange that way. Time may pass sometimes and nothing will change. I am now looking forward to that change.
10:35 a.m. - 2003-09-11
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