Shit that pisses me off

Writing

Me: Alright! I've got my coffee, my ice water, a PB&J sandwich, my music open in another tab, a soft pillow to sit on on my toy box (my poor excuse of an office chair), my dresser is perfectly clean and big enough for my laptop, and I've got a warm blanket just in case I get cold! Let the writing - *takes a sip of the coffee and cringes* Shit... nope... not yet... I forgot the sugar... *runs back stairs and puts a shit ton of sugar in coffee (just the way I like it...) runs back up stairs* Now, let the writing commence! 

I've been needing to sit down and finish writing all of the chapters for And Who Might You Be? because I've figured out how it's going to end. Once I'm completed with that and satisfied with it I'll continue writing my other stories that I have shamelessly abandoned... Go me... Anyway, after I'm done writing the last maybe 6-7 chapters I'll start back up on my Sherlock Fanfiction Trilogy because that one has been going on since the end of summer and I finished the first book in either December or November and I started the second one shortly after that, but I have only updated it every two months and yeah... It gets irritating. If not then I'll just discontinue the series and just give a quick synopsis of what I was going for.

If that ends up happening I'll continue writing Red a real book and just go from there. If you don't know what Red is about it's basically a gay love triangle between a childhood friend and a new guy. Creative I know, but I like where the it's going. If I do end up continuing to write that I'll put a pause on fanfiction depending on how far I get into it. That means the writing of Angels Are Dicks But You're Not (Jesus Christ on a fucking bike I need to think of shorter names) will be on a hold despite it not even being posted yet.

That's my plan for right now and I do think there will be a time where I will stop writing all together just for the simple fact that I need to focus more on school (like I'll ever do that). I'm at the end of my Freshman year of High School and my grades are... lets just say so far in hell no one should see them. I'm saying, like 45 and 34 and that's in my AP World History class (that I was dumb enough to take) and German (which has gotten way harder for me for no apparent reason). 

I focus most of my time in school writing chapters, trying to get them done for the set schedule, and I hardly ever pay attention in class. I have been under so much stress that I'm starting to get grey hair, no joke. I have a grey hair on my eyebrow and its pretty noticeable... But here's the thing, when I'm under stress I just go "Eh, whatever I'll do it later" and never get to doing the task. Like my history class, the only reason why I'm failing is because I'm not doing my work... 

I am also under a lot of emotional stress like I'm turning 15 on the nineteenth and my parents have been questioning me about the whole transgender thing (not physically but I know its on their minds) and I've been dealing with my mothers mood swings... It's hard and ridiculous... I myself am not doing so great either, but I don't (I dare say can't) display my emotions publicly. I've been worrying about if I'm actually going to move during the summer or not and my plans for my sophomore year (if I get there at this point I'm not too sure). I'll cross that bridge when I get to it though.

If you read all of that nonsense then I applaud you. I just want to get some things straight.