Tues. Feb. 11, 03
Will cannot live with me anymore. He’s just not taking his life seriously and I don’t want to be the one that’s holding his hand through it all. I’m gonna help him find his own place, a decent job – maybe just any job at this point – and wash my hands after that.
It’s been tough but I’m glad I didn’t drop out of the course I’m taking. I’ve started to enjoy the class, although I’m having some difficulty with some of the books we are reading. I know a bachelor’s is a long time coming but I definitely want to get one. In a few years I can.
An a better note, my supervisors have recently been noting my work at the station. I’m sure it’s a sign that I’ll get the promotion to captain.
