Day 10

I haven't had the best day today. Yesterday was pretty boring and all, I watched a bunch of Ghost Whisperer on Netflix and today just sucked.
I did online Home Teaching while watching Ghost Whisperer (hehe sneaky) and then it kind of broke. It stopped working so we stopped. Then my dad came home and told me something. Let me give you some background about this situation:
You know I'm living in a hell hole basement; well we were going to move into my Meemaws house on the 17th of December and live there until the house sells. We also had the option of moving into my Uncle Joe's home so he could get some extra money and we would have a place to stay, well my dad declined the offer mainly because the commute to his work was too far. I was totally with him on that because I didn't want to have to adjust to another home again.
     Well here's the really bad news: the lawyer sent an email telling my dad that we aren't allowed to live in the house. And because my dad declined my uncle's offer, his mother-in-law is moving in instead of us. So basically we will be homeless at the end of January. When my dad told me this, I was in shock. I started thinking about what I could do to stop that. I considered getting a job but after I did the math, me getting a job wouldn't support a $900 rent. So I actually thought about becoming a hooker but that was too gross and degrading. Besides, I wouldn't even know where to go. Then I thought about moving in with my mom but decided I was too expensive for her to support anymore. Then I thought about killing myself; I seriously thought about this, considered ways to kill myself, when, etc. I texted a bunch of friends saying how I wished I was dieing, because I didn't have the balls to anything about it. I got into a texting fight with a friend of mine from an old church, I erased her from my phone. I talked to a bunch of other friends who asked me why, they said they wished they could help, asked what were my options, all that stuff. I got mad at them and cussed them out a little bit because I was emotional. Then about an hour after I first sent the message, my bestest friend since 6th grade texted me, really concerned. She said she would talk to her mom about me staying with them! I told her I was expensive and a huge responsibility. She insisted. What I just realized is that if I get a job and my dad gets an extra job on the weekends we could do this thing! Yay! We won't be homeless! We just have to find jobs.......yeah that'll be REAL easy. Ugh, OK well if anyone has any ideas about what I can do, please email or comment!