I work too hard.

so i'm working two jobs now, and i'm thinking, hey this is cool i need the money, so this will work out well for the next couple of months anyway. the truth is, however, i'm still broke as stale piss. what is up with that? maybe it has something to do with the fact that i recently loaned a large chunk of money to a friend in need; i hope that is all it is. anyway, tomorrow i work 8-2:30 at the golf course and 2:30-6:30 at the bake shoppe. that should be fun. thursday may be a similar story. but i love it. i'm glad i am making money. although a lot of it goes right back into my gas tank to take me to and from the bake shoppe (almost a half hour drive each way). anyway, i am also very nervous about a letter i was told was in the mail, my acceptance letter to west chester university's honors program. i have a feeling they sent it to my mom, because i wrote her address on my application to the college... since she moved this past week, she may never even see it, but if she does chances are she won't let me know she has it in time for me to send it in anyway. maybe i'll e-mail her, even though i would really rather cut my own face off with a rusty fork than talk to her. oh well.