The Beginning of Summer.

So. The summer is here for most all of us. I've been relaxing these first few days. My thoughts:
1) I love the summer. Something about how relaxing and peaceful it is. I don't really have anything to do, which is nice.
2) I've been taking advantage of it. Watching TV, movies on Netflix, reading books. I just spent the last few HOURS playing Webkinz. I love it.
3) There are things I want to do with this summer. I want to study German, etc. At very least unpack/clean up my now seriously overcrowded room.
4) I may not do anything with this summer. If I don't, I'd be okay with that.
5) My dad's being a bit of jerk and I hate that. He wants me to get a job. I want to get a job too, but he's being a bit of an ass about it. I pay for my college. He doesn't have to worry about it. So, why he's so insistent on me getting a job is beyond me. He's always insisting that this world is a big bad place and it's out to get me. This is somehow avoidable if I get summer job? I don't really get it, but it's getting me really pissed off.
6) I have applied at 6 different places. I was honest with all of them and told them I'd only be working there this summer. I don't know if any of them will bother calling me back.
7) If they don't, that's okay with me.