The Kit Kat Club

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I am actually very much looking forward to starting my therapy program -- no matter how much of a time-suck it is -- and/or getting a job -- no matter how stressful or boring. I am going totally stir crazy with nothing to do at home. I sleep a lot, I try to do some unpacking, I mess around on the computer, I watch some TV, and I hang out with friends. And it's good, but I definitely need some structure.

I do have to write a research paper by the 15th for Jewish History, the only class for which I took an Incomplete. And I. Am. Terrified. Getting paralyzed with fear at the thought of writing a paper is nothing new for me, but this seems especially frightening because it's a research paper -- the first I've had to do in college. I had to do a few in high school, and I was never so hot at them. I know I need to start now and save myself last-minute pressure, but holy crap, I am beyond scared. The other thing that frightens me is that since it's a history paper, I have no idea what my thesis is supposed to be. What am I trying to prove? This all HAPPENED; it's not like a literary paper where I'm trying to make a point about characters' motives or a theme of a novel. Yikes yikes yikes.

Naturally, I'm terrified I won't be able to find a job. Jack, bless his heart, has made it clear that I can always pick up some work at the candy store while I'm home, and I will. But that's like, 6 hours a week at below minimum wage. I need more. I picked up an application for the Crystal Lake Diner (I'm hoping knowing the manager will give me a leg up), I'm thinking of applying at Borders with Ashley, and I applied at this thing called the Camden County One-Stop Career Center, which apparently needs 600 young adults; however, they give no indication whatsoever as to what kind of work it would actually be.

I really want to go with someone to see "Up." It seems like an adorable date movie. If only I wanted to date anyone in this area -_-