I'm so fucking sick of living here... hopefully if I start working full-time soon it'll be enough to get us out.
Last Monday I interviewed at a restaurant the school put me in touch with. It wasn't so much of an interview as her telling me what I'd be doing, showing me the menu, and explaining a couple things. Apparently our head chef and I think one or two other people mentioned her to me with high recommendations so... that surprised me quite a bit and was likely the deciding factor in me being hired.
This is where I'll be working starting Friday,
http://www.robertosinternationalrestaurant.com/ If things go as planned, or at least as they were discussed during the interview, once I begin my internship next quarter I should become full-time with them. The place is quite small, I almost stand shoulder to shoulder in their kitchen so it'll be interesting when I have to work around people in there.
With the living situation, I feel almost certain that at least I am no longer welcome here. Considering for one the matron has taken to locking me out of the house, granted I have a key to the door but nonetheless... I've also had the electric bill randomly brought up to me which only gave the sense of "if not for you..." and just now I've committed the horrible crime of washing the same load of laundry twice. If they'd leave my laundry alone like I've told them to and let me wash it in the first place I guess that wouldn't be a problem.