My break...

Break is normal, actually kinda tiring. Although break started in mid December, I've been working at an English Academy, that I've hardly had any time to rest. I work 6 days a week, about..well i get out of the house at 8 o clock and I get back home around 7 or so usually..so I'm out usually 11 hours a day, EVERYDAY. I guess it's all good, and it's a lot better than not doing anything. But sometimes, I wish i could just rest up. Sometimes I get a little disappointed or sad about the fact that I don't have a choice but to work during breaks. It's sad that I need to work for my tuition.. Well i suppose i should. But it seems unfair that other people at school don't need to do that. It seems unfair that they have an unlimited amount of allowance. It seems unfair that they are stable financially. They don't need to worry about money.
I hate it. I really hate being so tied down with money. I hate money, I really do. The things that it makes us do. I hate its power. I wish it would all just disappear. I hate the fact that it makes some so depressed and others so happy. I hate the fact that a piece of paper has that much power.

People think I'm strong. They think that I will survive through whatever. Maybe I look strong, but the truth is..I'm not. This past year has taught me so much about myself. Being away from home, being independant is not as good as it had seemed. There are so many responsibilities, and out of those responsibilities, the greatest being money.
I wish I could be worry-free. I want to lose that dependance on money. I hate it I really do.