So Much To Catch Up On

There’s so much, but here’s the highlights:

Drew’s broken up with me, sometime around the beginning of the month. Says we’re better off as friends, then goes and basically pins me to the floor, resulting in a bruise on my hand, two on my leg, and a tender spot on my face, the night of my HS reunion.  Yeah, really better off as friends, huh?

He’s been claiming in arguments that I’d better watch my back because otherwise I’m gonna get fired, and has only once spoken to me calmly about it.  Apparently, the past two managers I’ve worked with have complained about me to Jane, the District Manager.  She’s said NOTHING to me, instead telling Drew and expecting him to do it.

Drew’s said he’s moving out once he gives me his share of August’s rent.  At this point, that’s fine with me.  We can’t even have a conversation anymore without it turning into an argument . . .

This Friday, I have an interview at the McDonald’s right by my parents’ house.  If the manager I talekd to says, ‘Well, when can you start?’ I’m gonna tell her on Monday, finish out the weekend at Domino’s, and then quit, saying everything to Jane that Drew is daring me to.

Because of the time I’ll have, having a lighter work schedule, I’m going back to Brookdale.  I’m gonna get my Associate’s in Creative Writing, then I’m gonna go for a Bachelor’s in Creative Writing and I’m gonna get my novels published and make a name for myself.

Thanks to the fact I’ll still have a job, as long as I do about thrity hours a week, I’ll still be able tosave a good amount, and pay the bills I have.

I’m keeping this entry private until I do quit, because I don’t trust that the walls don’t have ears, so to speak.