ARG.

Yay, one week of camp left! I greeted the first day of camp with a bang, super stoked to give it a gazillion percent. BUT, my high drive and motivation slammed into a brick wall when I realized I had the camper who is the star of every counselor's nightmare. To be put nicely. Ironically enough, I had been bragging earlier that day to a friend how I've had a great summer with no devious campers or preoccupied juniors. Well, that sure bit me in the butt. Hard.

My nose ring is growing on me. I would say I'm sorry to you Mom, but I'm not really. It's pretty rad! Just prepare yourself when you see me. Give it a day or two, and you'll grow to like it. Seriously, you will.

T-minus 10 nights. Then, I shall be BC bound and university-cultured. Oh boy oh boy. I'm so pumped. But it is a massive change - I wonder what kind of awkward moments I'll get myself into, or how lost I will find up trying to get to my first class. Oh the joys of first day jitters. I am looking forward to getting my room set up too. I have the raddest room mate - a pal from school and I have decided to unite force and take TWU by storm. So no worries there. Between the two of us, we will have mountains of junk (well, it will actually be all mine. ) and endless decorations. Hopefully our room will become home-sweet-home in no time at all.

Again, I'm sitting on my butt in the staff room, wasting my hour of free time Facebook-ing like a technology-deprived teenager. Instead, I could be organizing my room, airing out the smell of sleep mixed with chlorine, or sorting through my costumes which are currently taking up the majority of the staff bathroom floor space. As I think about it more and more, I realize that I am just fine and dandy here. There's nothing better than just doing nothing, sometimes.

Cheers.

Danielle.