So life yet again has decided to smack me with the screw-you stick. My dad just lost his job, my mom lost her job months back and still can't find work and my sister isn't working because of school. Unable to pay the bills and unable to find a roommate, I'm now working two jobs 60 hours a week just to get by (mind you, I was struggling before when my parentals were only helping with car insurance and the heating bill). I can't take even more hours just because I start a 6-hours-a-week class next month to prep me for the GMAT. Faaaaantastic. I don't blame anyone, it's just the economy, but I can't ask for help from my parents anymore no matter how desperate I get so it's basically work like crazy 7 days a week, come home, pass out, do it again.

On a lighter note, I just got back from the beach. Had great fun with my friends (even if there were a crazy number of jellyfish.) Glad I got to go. It'll be my last day off for a long, long time.

Peace out.