68 days and counting!

Well my uncle finally called me and we talked and he backed off A LOT!!!! We talked about the car and talked about what I was going to do and he was cool with it. He seems to finally understand that backing off was a good thing. Which was a smart thing because I didn't want to have to get all lioness on my territory. We might get together this weekend and watch Samurai Jack. Which would be awesome.

It's so nice to have people who are supporting what I want to do for once and backing me up on my decisions.

*sigh*

I have 68 days until I leave here.

I have marked on each day of my computer calender from the yesterday counting down to May 3rd. I haven't bought the plane ticket yet but I will be buying it next week when I get paid. But I know that I am going to be leaving May 3rd. I can't stay here much longer than that. I will go insane if I do. I am already pushing it as it is.

It is getting harder. I hate my job. And it is hard to keep my sanity since my job annoys me so much. But I have to suffer through it so that I can pay the rent which is the main thing right now. I am actually going to be paid 9.00 an hour starting March. But I think that the reason for that is because one of my co-workers is coming back from over seas and he will be needing hours soon. So I am thinking that she is going to be paying me more to work less hours. I do need to work at least 35 hours a week to be able to make the rent. If I work any less then that will screw with all my plans. And I'll have to tell my boss that I CANNOT work ANY LESS then 35 hours a week. I did try to make that clear when I was hired. If I have to write it down for her I will. I shouldn't worry too much. I just have to grin and bare it man. I hate this place. Everyone is extremely superficial and fake and really stupid. I mean they are ALL over down here. I thought that the people in Portland were dumb... oh no... they are freaking geniuses compared to the blond bimbos down here.

Honestly... I do not know what possessed me to come here... to a place where it is all about how many cars and how pretty your manicure is here.

I guess all I can say is that I will be glad when I hop on that plane to come back home. I would have to say that I have earned it when I get to the airport. Like I have earned my right to come home. And that will be the biggest sense of accomplishment that I have had since I graduated high school. I know I will feel relived to be on that plane.

and I just got to keep focusing on it. That is what needs to keep me going.

There's no place like home... there's no place like home... there's no place like home...