And with your grace...

My mom tells me my cousin Hung in Vietnam finally got his visa. Meaning he can come to Canada whenever he chooses. We're waiting until after my grampa's house is finished being built over there, sometime in August, and he's all settled. Then Hung buys his ticket and is off to the unknown that is Canada. I'm sort of scared. I mean he's gonna be living with us until he gets on his feet. Or whatever. I'm not really sure when he's "supposed" to move out. Plus he's a couple years older and [ew] he's a boy. Definately not comfortable with that. I guess I'll get used to it. I wish my cousins in Vancouver could come live here. Nhu, older than me by 4 years, is so cool [I'm, like, in awe of her] & she's smart & all that. Then there's the little ones. Diane, Kate & Ivy [9, 6, 3 years respectively] are seriously the cutest things I've ever seen. I love 'em to death. Mom asked me if I wanted to visit this summer but with school & work I didn't think it was best to push it.

I'm already stretched, money-wise, to begin with. Plus the parents are pushing me to get a second job. After Physiology I'm just in Math II until August 5th & that's an evening course. So they want me to get a day job. According to my mom, "What else are you going to do during the day?" Uh, study? Recover from last night's 2.5hr lecture? I already failed this course once mother I think I can easily do that again. Grr.