Stranded in Canada...

This January, my mom is turning 40. Yes, she's very young considering the fact that I am 22.

In celebration of this milestone birthday, my family is making arrangements to head to the beautiful Mayan Riveria, Mexico. The Mayan is paradise... amazing blue waters, white sand beaches... everything that I'm missing now that I'm home.

Here's the bad news... I'm poor. My brothers are both in school, unemployed, and therefore, scoring a free trip (even though in my opinion, at 14 and 15 they are more than capable of having a job...) while I'm left to pay my own way. So chances are, I'm not going to Mexico this winter.

I'll be left to fend for myself in the bitter, brutal Canadian winter that I despise so much.

I know, I know, I have absolutely no right to complain. I just spent an entire YEAR in Australia, Fiji, Thailand, and Singapore. I know, I've only been home 2 months. I know, it's incredibly selfish to complain. I'm well aware of how much of a whiny spoiled jet setter I must sound like, but I don't care. I want to complain, I'm good at it.

The thought of my family going off to tropical paradise while I sit home eating Kraft Dinner and freezing just makes me cringe. And they would brag. And show me pictures. That is what my brothers are like. Even yesterday, Kaynyn called to inform me that he was in better shape than me, according to Wii Fit. It's always a competition in our household, and I'm on the losing end of this one.

Could I find the money to go? Definately. It's the exact equivalent of my Australian tax refund, coincidentally. However, I think for ONCE in my life, I need to be responsible and put my money towards finally paying off my student loans and ever growing credit card balance.

Being responsible sucks.

I'm going to be miserable about this for awhile. You'll probably want to avoid me, I'm not a pleasant person when I'm grumpy.