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i walked out on my job today. i have spent the past three months doing everything i could to make john happy, but nothing was ever good enough. and today when he started yelling at me in front of a customer, i just lost it. it was quite possibly the hardest thing i've ever had to do because i didn't really want to leave. now i'm unemployed and almost literally broke and leaving for europe in two months. all i wanted to do when i got home was curl up in my bed and wallow in self-pity, but stefan rushed over as fast as he could to spend what was left of his 'man's day' comforting me.
i think at the moment i'm still in shock over what's happened.
in better news, i'm a student now. i start orlando culinary academy in october. wednesday i get fitted for my chef's uniform and fill out the remainder of my paperwork. it exciting and also slightly overwhelming that something is actually going right with school for once.