I'm writing this from last Friday, when the terrible incident I'm about to recount to you occurred.
Let me start by giving you some backstory. For the past month or so whenever my laptop was unplugged it would occasionally turn itself off. One day it turned itself off and wouldn't turn back on until it was plugged in. That's when the problem became evident. The battery was broken. Thankfully I had a backup laptop, which is what I'm writing on now. Also thankful is that my laptop was still under guarantee, and the fan was broken anyway so I didn't see a problem with sending it in to get repaired. I backed up everything on my external hard drive and then wiped the hard drive of the laptop. I'm extremely paranoid and I know that when you take a computer into a shop they scan the hard drive for illegal material. Not that I really had anything illegal on there; I am, as previously mentioned, extremely paranoid.
So cue today, when things really went totally bucking wrong. My external hard drive fell. To the floor. It doesn't work. Everything that wasn't backed up online is lost. Don't worry though. All my stories are backed up on Google drive. It's a massive loss to me though really because there were things on there that were not copied over to my old laptop. Thankfully I moved all my music over, so that's not a problem.
I'm a very emotional person and the main losses are things that hold sentimental value to me. Hopefully they can be replaced, or my brother can fix my hard drive. He fixed it before and I know he likes a good challenge. He's pretty good at fixing things. I also had some entertainment on there for when I was on holiday, so it sucks I've lost that too actually.
But as I said it won't affect you guys much. I'm just depressed to have lost all that stuff. Fate conspired against me it seems.