I'm going to be honest.

I'm utterly broken.

My will and motivation and self control have been shattered. I'm not entirely certain why, but the series of events in my life over the last 3 years have been extremely difficult on me mentally and emotionally.

I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to get around to writing anything in any of my stories. I have so many ideas, but I just... can't seem to break myself out of this thick mental fog.

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I really need to write, and I intended to do so, today, at the time of going to bed last night. But things occurred, and now I am in a rather crappy mood and have lost interest in doing so.

It sucks, because I’m well aware that my deadline for getting the next chapter posted is rapidly approaching. I hate working to a deadline, it stresses me out and can really kill my mood. I’m sorry, I don’t really know what I’m doing except venting.

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Well . . . I don’t think that holiday special’s gonna be ready in time on Pony Plots. I may not even finish it at all. I’ve been . . . . in a weird spot, with my muse and myself for the last month or so. Basically, I have all these things I want to write, but I lack the will or energy to actually get started on them, and even when I do, I wind up writing a few paragraphs, and then wandering off to something else.

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So, long silence again, and a bit of a hiatus from the site, sort of. At least, a hiatus from writing. The move was . . . difficult, to say the least, and the adjustment period is taking longer than I would have liked. This wasn’t helped by the new store wanting me to come in to work the day after we moved. >.<

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So. Story time! (Note that said story happened 10-ish minutes ago as of this blog post)
I was working on school stuff, and I didn't notice the spider until it was crawling on my homework from Friday. I freaked. I yelled 'HOLY' as loud as I could. Mind you, it scared the crap out of me. TBH it wasn't the biggest spider I've ever seen. Probably as big a little bigger than 'HOLY' soooo.

Today was ok. Seniors now have pretty shirts for the school uniform. I couldn't stop crying this morning over stupid shit, so my teacher let me go for a walk during class. It was nice to go outside. Because I got ahead in AP Psych, I got to eat lunch with my friends. My thesis for my English paper got approved, so that's one less thing to worry about. I can't wait to go home and stew in my angst.