Be Careful What You Wish For.

I've been alone for pretty much four months without seeing my family and I was really hoping to see them this Christmas and enjoy the joy and blessing of Christmas with them. I was looking forward to the day they come here to Boston and that day was actually four days ago. Now seven of my family members and I myself live together in my tiny little one bed apartment and share one tinier bathroom all eight of us. There's pretty much no privacy, no serenity, and obviously not enough space for all of us. I mean, it's okay for them because they don't have to submit a 5-pages essay tomorrow but it obviously is not okay for me because I do have to submit a 5-pages essay tomorrow, moreover with the final tests coming in a few days and I haven't prepared anything for it. I mean, they just picked the wrong time to come and bother me. No wonder I was so stressed out and tired. I have to take them out to a nice dinner while finishing my homework in the same day while cleaning my house that my little cousins have managed to messed up everyday while studying for final. It feels like I've aged 20 years older in this past four days. This is driving me crazy really and I'm about to explode now. Moreover with the arrival of my dad and my uncle and his lil daughter, my 10-y-o cousin. Can you just imagine that? I mean, WTF?? Now how am I supposed to study? How am I supposed to sleep thight at night? How am I supposed to do anything without disturbance? I've had enough of this and unless half of the population in my small tiny apartment move out and live somewhere else before my final I'm pretty much sure that I won't be able to even get a 3.8 GPA. Yeah, FML.