The Worst New Year I've Ever Known.

Happy New Year. It's already ready the second day into the new year, and already it is proving to be a horrible year.

Things were going great on the surface of it all (besides the fact I already got a speeding ticket). My new car is amazing, I finally got a blanket for Will, and I love my new job. It was just a taste of the good life. A taste of happiness. A taste of what could be, but apparently never will be.

I had spent Friday and Saturday with Ellie. We had fun, like we normally do. I always just feel like a replacement for her when Olivia isn't around. The, "Well Olivia can't come over so do you want to?" I hate that feeling. Then I found out she had invited Cassy and Olivia up to her Condo for new years. I think after she told me she was taking them she felt obligated to invite me. Or try to invite me. I'm so tired of not being good enough for people. I guess what we always joke about is right: I'm just the package deal and nothing more.

I woke up this morning knowing it just wasn't a good day. The last day of break, the day where I had to cram all the homework I hadn't done. I laid around with Brie this morning watching tv, and just hung out. Mom eventually got mad and made me get up so we could go out to the barn and clean stalls. First thing we noticed was Will had already ripped his new blanket, and things just went down hill from there. Gene came up and told us they had got an evicted notice. That's right, the inevitable closing of Silhouette Manor had finally come. They were originally suppose to close today, but there was no way to move everyone out that fast. We have till Sunday.

Within less than a half hour the decision was already made: we have to sell Nightingale. "Are you okay with that? Will you be able to handle it?" Do I have a choice? "Well you don't enjoy riding her anymore." Yes I do, I just couldn't because of her shoulder. We also have to find somewhere to take Will, not that we have money to board him anywhere. The two places we're looking at are Jessica's house, and Linda's house. Either way its half a tank of gas there and back, and they have no place to ride.

My life went crashing down within an hour, and all I can do is sit here and cry.

I guess I can say bye to my goal of showing him this summer.

Why can't things just be easy for once.
WHY CAN'T MY FAMILY HAVE A FUCKING BREAK?!

Fuck the world. Fuck God. FUCK LIFE.