Ever since I got the second job, I've been getting some overtime. Now, due to the kitchen staff being short handed and a family crisis for two housekeepers who can't come to work, my jobs have me at work at least six days next week.

I'm tired. x.x

More than anything, I'm also furious and wishing to break some bones. Back in January, I discovered that my gift card (worth $100) for Walmart went missing. I turned my room upside down looking for it and had no luck. My mom took the receipt with the information about said gift card to the Walmart she bought it from and they were able to determine what happened to it.

It was cashed in for money on January 12. The day after I discovered it missing, the weekend I was at my Mom's to unwind from the drama AND the day my dad took my sister and her scummy (ex) boyfriend shopping.

I fucking KNEW he had stolen from me. I am extremely pissed off about that.

Unfortunately, now he's across the country, so I can't beat the crap out of him.

On a better note, I'm making a lot of money, Black's visit here is coming up fast and I'm planning for college while still working so I can get a better job, make more money and get regular hours. I shall become a computer technician. YAY.