Sarxqx

So yeah Srry for the rant js needed to get that shit outa ma system , between that disaster, my tournaments, rehearsals, and exams( btw guys, got my results anddddd I got all A’s, wellll basically got a B in chem but who cares it basically an A, so yea maybe I deserve a round of applause) I’ve been living in pure chaos. I even fainted during a  practice on Monday because my body was like “girl, sit down.”
          Before anyone asks I didn’t finish or edit the book, and I’m so sorry for promising and not delivering. I swear I wasn’t just scrolling TikTok — I was fighting for my life. Once school ends in two days, I’ll finally have time to breathe. From Christmas Eve to after New Year’s, I’m locking myself in my room, skipping sleep, and writing like a feral author on caffeine.
          Also, side note: apparently some people are stealing my story and reposting it on other platforms, like I got a billion massages telling me (also some of u guys found my ig??? Like HOW so please if you have it keep it a secret cuz my profile IS public and I have a bunch of people on there and most of them are probs serial killer or a rando stalkers accounts and idw another stalker, (thats a story for another time) but yea plz don’t share it, like seriously plz don’t share my personal account because I value ma privacy) so bitches If you see my story out there, please report it — because plagiarism? In this economy? Be serious.
          Anyway, thank you for not unfollowing me. I love you all for being patient while I try to survive the world’s most chaotic December. Updates are coming soon, pinky promise (for real this time)

(Srry had to write this in 3 parts cuz the word limit so read the first one then this one)
          But then we found out HE WENT ON A FUCKING HOLIDAY, and we realized he wasn’t coming back.
          That’s when the real chaos began.
          See, all the scripts, the ONLY FULL copies of the play — were in this one box that we kept in the drama storage room.
          And guess what? The box was gone too. Vanished. Poof. Along with him.(and HE had all the online backups)
          We tore that room apart like detectives in a crime show. We checked every shelf, every drawer, Nothing. The box was gone.
          We had some backups(on people’s iPads), but they were just individual lines and parts  people had saved — not the full script. So, imagine trying to piece together a 90-minute play from random scraps of dialogue like kill me already 
          
          So, I did what any desperate script director would do, I skipped practices, stayed up way too late, and started rewriting the missing parts from memory. I was basically reconstructing an entire play like a theatre archaeologist.(With some help obviously, shoutout to Spencer,Aiden and Ameerah absolutely LOVE YOU GUYS)
          Meanwhile, everyone else was panicking. The actors were forgetting lines, the stage crew was threatening to quit, and the music team was just vibing in the corner pretending everything was fine.
          We eventually managed to piece together a new version of the script — not perfect, but close enough to the original that it still felt like ours.
          If you’d asked me before, I would’ve said he was a sweet guy. Now? Let’s just say my opinion has… evolved.
          In the end, though, the play survived.( also on top of all that we had to work on “Alice in wonderland” which was easy enough THANKFULLY)

Hey bitchess,
          So… I owe y’all a massive apology because I totally ghosted and didn’t drop the book on Wednesday like I said I would. I swear I wasn’t trying to pull a disappearing act — ADHD paralysis just hit me like a truck going 200mph. My brain basically said “nah” and shut down.
          Before anyone comes for me, I thought I could handle it. Then life said “plot twist.” I had basketball and volleyball tournaments for both school AND club (because apparently I hate free time), two Christmas concerts, two plays, drum rehearsals, and a show I’m hosting this Friday. Basically, December decided to speedrun my sanity. (Cuz this time of year is the busiest)
          And if that wasn’t enough, let me tell you about the absolute fever dream that was my drama club. 
          So basically the drama club had big dreams this time, an original play written, directed, and performed entirely by students. It was supposed to be our masterpiece, the one that would make the teachers cry and the parents post emotional Facebook statuses.
          I was the script director and co-director, which basically meant I was the one holding the entire production together with duct tape, and pure willpower. The main director, let’s call him “Mr. Dickhead”, was supposed to be the responsible one. He was funny, and honestly, I thought he was a pretty decent guy. Spoiler alert, I was wrong.
          We’d been working on this play since FUCKING AUGUST . It was an original play, something we all poured our hearts into. Everyone had their lines memorized, the set was halfway built, and rehearsals were finally starting to look like an actual performance instead of a chaotic improv session. Things were going too well, which, in reality, should’ve been the first red flag.
          Then last Monday , Mr. Dickhead just… vanished. No text, no call, no “brb guys.” He was gone. Like, full-on ghosted the entire club. At first, we thought maybe he was sick or had family stuff going on.

Any updates queen ? 

Hi Sarxqx I can’t wait for your book to be once again on Wattpad. I only just started reading it and it disappeared. I look forward to finishing it and reading whatever else you write. Love and hugs from Tasmania Australia  ❤️

Also Okay so hear me out — school’s about to close, practice is gonna eat my schedule alive, and Christmas is creeping up like a jump scare. Which means: seasonal chaos, family drama(over the phone this time THANK GOD), and me questioning my entire existence (special shoutout to my dad for being the reason therapy exists).
          But since my ADHD refuses to let me chill for even five minutes, I’m kinda tempted to start a new story anyway. Like, full-on distraction mode.
          So what do we think? Should I drop a new story after school ends, or should I pretend to rest while actually plotting in Google Docs at 3 a.m.? ✍️✍️

Okay sooo… tiny lil update cuz people keep asking me this before anyone panics — I’m not abandoning the story, promise,So apparently Wattpad woke up and chose chaos, it gave me my story back completely mixed up. Like old drafts, new chapters, random notes… all mashed together like a cursed smoothie.
          Also, I reread Cel and Viv’s storyline and yeah… that’s getting deleted faster than my motivation on a Monday. I’m rewriting that whole mess.
          I’ll be editing and cleaning everything up, then republishing next week, aiming for Wednesday or Thursday if my ADHD cooperates.
          So don’t panic if the story disappears for a bit — it’s just getting un-Wattpadded.

my conversation section right now looks like the five stages of grief  denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and now acceptance — except mine ended with pure chaos and happiness.
          like guys, you don’t even understand how happy i am right now. i was literally just sitting there ranting about my story being deleted, mid–meltdown, and then two seconds later they just… gave it back. like what?? i can’t even believe it.
          so yeah, i’m gonna go edit everything until it’s ready to publish again because the drafts are still a total mess. but i’m still sticking to the old deal, if you guys still want me to write a new story too, i’m down for that.
          i’m just so happy right now omg 

oh my god guys i literally just sent that last message, like just sent it,  and while i was scrolling through my notifications, i suddenly see a comment from my old story. i’m like, “wait what??” because that story was deleted. so i start scrolling through all my notifications and boom, all the comments are there. every single one.
          i’m freaking out at this point, so i go to my profile, open my drafts, and GUESS WHAT. the whole story is there. like literally, before i sent that message, it was gone. completely gone. and while i was sending it, they actually brought everything back.
          i’m so happy right now you don’t even understand  but also, they didn’t just return the story. they returned every single old draft i ever made. like every time i wrote a chapter, hated it, and deleted it? yeah, it’s all back. so now my drafts are a total mess, everything’s mixed up, and it’s driving me insane  but honestly, i don’t even care because MY STORY IS BACK.

okay so storytime because i’m actually losing my mind a little 
          my story got deleted three days ago for literally no reason. i’ve emailed support like a bunch of times, sent multiple requests, even appealed it a bunch of times, and guess what? nothing. radio silence. and now it’s the weekend, which means they’re not even gonna reply until next week (if they ever do ). every email i get back is just some auto-generated ai thing saying i “broke a guideline,” but i literally checked every single one. line by line. i followed everything.
          at one point they even said maybe i deleted it by accident?? be so for real. i didn’t. so yeah, i think my story’s gone forever and i’m kinda heartbroken ngl.
          but i don’t wanna just disappear on you guys because i know a lot of you actually liked the story, so i’ve got three options for you:
          1. rewrite the old story, it won’t be exactly the same because i don’t remember every detail (especially the start and middle ), but i can rebuild it with some changes and updates.
          2. start a completely new story – new plot, new characters, new chaos. fresh start energy.
          3. do both – rewrite the old one and start a new one. double the work, double the fun (and double the caffeine for me).
          just a heads up though, updates won’t be as often anymore. i’ve got a ton going on, boxing tournaments, racing practice(or js overall practice) ,rehearsals for two winter shows, another show i’m hosting, plus drum and band practice. But i’m going off school soon( so maybe more time to update?), so yeah… life’s hectic.
          i’ll still post, just not as often. maybe once a week. i just didn’t wanna leave you guys hanging without explaining what’s going on.
          so yeah, that’s the situation. my story’s probably gone forever, support’s ghosting me, and i’m trying not to lose it  but we move. love y’all for sticking around through this mess