My sister came home tonight without saying much, which is unusual. She came downstairs a little later all bleary eyed and when I asked her if she was ok she just shrugged and then immediately burst into tears. Her best friend had suddenly announced that she was moving to Dubai on Monday, for good, but had been too scared to tell her sooner because she didn't know how to tell her. Sophie is a complete darling and the best friend my sister has ever had and it was heartbreaking to see her crying her eyes out about it. I tried my best to be the good big sis and comfort her as best I could, but I was fuming with frustration on the inside. I still am. As soon as she was out of earshot I cried my little heart out too. It's just not fair that this had to happen. Since my sister started college in September she has been happier than I've ever seen her and she was completely inseparable from Sophie, since she lives so close by they saw each other all the time both in and out of college. I hate so much knowing Han is so upset and there's nothing I can do about it. I just wish so hard I could put it right, even magic enough money out of somewhere so she can take a trip to Dubai.
I managed to let it go for a few hours and watch a movie to try to relax a bit. I know things don't always seem so bad after a good nights sleep so I was really looking forward to it. I sit in my bed with my mac on my lap ready to check on a few websites and hit the hay. Then *WHAM* Facebook hits me with a status update from Tonys mum about their youngest dog Aspen, a white German Shepherd (and my favourite). Sadly, he passed away this afternoon from tic fever.
So I get to cry all over again. What a great night this has turned out to be.
I was already grumpy today since I woke myself up screaming during a nightmare last night, that in hindsight wasn't actually scary at all.
ARGH. I am so mad.
It is 3am and definitely time for bed.