You know, I kinda think life hates me right now.

Okay first of all, YES, I know the damn chapters AND the short story didn't go up.

BECAUSE MY MOTHER FUCKING LAPTOP QUIT ON ME!!

Do you know how much bullshit I've been putting up with during this move? For those of you who don't already know, I've been moving this month so I can be closer to the special highschool I was accepted into. And God DAMN IT everything is going wrong! So here it is, the longest damn blog post I've ever had.

First off all, we couldn't find a damn house and we already closed the lease on the place we were currently residing in. So we were rushing to find a suitable home. We finally found one, and it was actually pretty cool looking. There's this Walking Tree in the backyard and all kinds of kick ass things. So win-win right? Wrong.

The people who lived here before didn't know a single fucking thing about cleaning. And this house wasn't up for sale for a long time either, we jumped on it RIGHT when the people moved out. So why is there 2 foot by 2 foot fucking HOLES IN THE WALLS and broken lightbulbs in the drawers? The whole place was friggin filthy. I'm not one to talk, I'm a big ass slob myself. But if I can smell your damn dog when the floor is ALL tile, you've got a damn problem. The landlord didn't make the previous people do jack SHIT.

And it was also kinda ironic, because back at the old place, OUR landlord was making us scrub the place. 25 dollars if a lightbulb was missing. 25. FUCKING. DOLLARS. FOR A LIGHTBULB. We replaced them suckers with gas station 1 dollar quality bulbs.

My poor dad had to stay up till 6 A.M. for 3 damn days just to get the old place done. And he gets up to work at 8 A.M. Remind me to make him a cake or something....

It gets worse though, I was in my room typing fanfiction actually, and I noticed a weird winged ant. Whatever. New place right? I smashed it. Then another one.... and another one. I didn't really notice till I got up to get a snack, and I looked over by my window.....

My wall.... was covered.... in BUGS.

HUNDREDS OF THEM POURING OUT INTO MY ROOM FROM THE CRACK IN MY WINDOW!!!

I FUCKING SCREAMED. I ran out sobbing. I don't have a bug phobia or anything, but you try to be calm when TWO FUCKING HUNDRED BUGS CRAWL INTO YOUR ROOM EH?? My dad came in and poisoned them all. I didn't sleep in there that night..... regardless.... and they actually were termites too.

At this point I haven't mentioned that my phone is broken. It's been broken since school ended. It didn't really bug me though.

So then, we finally get all the problems with the new house fixed. I dye my hair. I get my room put together. No more termites. Things were good. Kinda.

Me and my sisters have been going through a thing where one day we love each other to bits, then the next day we hate each other? I don't really get it myself. Oh well....

Then, out of the blue, my laptop broke. I don't know why THE FUCK it did. THIS WAS JUST THE WORST POSSIBLE TIMING EVER.

We just moved, so we have no extra money whatsoever. That's why I still don't have a phone in the first place. We're saving every penny just for SCHOOL SUPPLIES. We don't have money for electronics! FUCKING WHY? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS? WHY HAS THIS MONTH BEEN SUCH A BIG PAIN IN MY ASS?

And I know some of you will be like "Oh, but you're so lucky you had all these nice things in the first place!! So many people can't afford nice things!" And yeah, I get that. But I can't help but complain, this month is just shit. I'm not in a modern class family, we're in lower class, white trash, just surviving on rented houses. The only reason we can afford 'nice things' is because my dad works as a technician and has a small business for pressure washing. We are lucky, but we've just been going through a lot of unwanted bullshit. I donate to charities when I can, and there really is no reason to bring that up.

The reason I can't type? The only reason I'm writing this blog is to get the message to all of you guys. I'm on the family computer, which is out in the open in the middle of the dining room/living room. I really don't want my parents to be watching me writing My Little Pony fanfiction, they can be seriously embarrassing about these kind of things. This blog alone is already making me sketchy...... I'm just hoping they don't come back inside till I finish.

I will keep writing when I can, in the hours my parents are gone or something. I just need you guys to be patient with me. I don't know when I'll be able to get a new laptop, but it probably won't be soon.

Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes I have, I wrote all this in a rush.

Hope you all have a better month than I'm having,

CrazyRandomPony.