Resentment.

I resent my parents.

I'm trying not to, really. It's hard though. I've been looking at jobs, because I can't keep working at Kohls like this. The late hours are killing me. It gets so hard to wake up. But I really don't want to go through the application process again. I'm tired.

The reason I resent my parents, is because they sort of made me quit the Y. I had decided that I was going to quit on good terms. I wanted to say to him, "Dave, I'm going to work during my vacation, but I'm putting in my two weeks now." It was my parents that convinced me to just quit on the spot.

Last night I was pissed at myself. How could I let a damn good job like that slip away? I mean, it was Dave that pushed me to the edge. I worked three summers without missing a week. He couldn't find a way to give me that last week of the summer? Even though I put in for it at least a month early?

If I do go back, it won't be until the summer. So I think I'm gonna shape up and start kicking those claims into gear.