"I'm really sorry, but we can no longer hold your position. I wanted to tell you before you got the denial letter in the mail. I wish you the best of luck in getting better. Please get better." She didn't want to let me go, but with my injury she didn't have a choice in the matter. She sounded sad and concerned. At least she is more concerned about my well being than my job.

Well, I guess when I'm mentally stable AGAIN and my physical health is restored I will look for more places, though I don't see the point. Not that there isn't hope for another job, for that I have no doubt. I just don't see the point. We are moving soon anyway. Why get another job here just to have to leave it and find another one when we move into another place? I hate Newberg. Bleh. It's bad luck and people suck here. Well, not all... Just most.

While I'm spending most of my time at home, I will be looking at new apartments in Portland. So far have two in mind that are close enough to be able to look for jobs without a car. Most of it is walking distance which will be good for me. We will see how it turns out.

I'm also getting all the resources I need to get back in school, but this time for nursing. Two years isn't bad and I won't overdo it like last time. No more trying to overwhelm myself with schooling and working. I will have a part time job while going to school. I won't let it get too hard. Enough time to study and get things done for school. The working part will be just enough to help with rent and stuff. Well, and to save up to be able to pay off the loan I plan on getting. First I have to make sure I can get my high school scores and information from Nevada. I know who to get in contact with so it won't be that difficult. I'm excited to finally be doing something with my life. I'll be 20 in May so it's about time.

So I guess it's back to just being at home. I can do that I suppose. It's only a few more months. Then I am home free.

Well, now I am off to do whatever it is I do. Take pain pills and sleep.