Current mood:

accomplished

Started working on NaNo again today. My problem before was that I started with the incredibly depressing beginning and it left me disgusted. I jumped to the middle, added some humor, and fell in love with a secondary character (she's a mathematician, and we all know how much I love those). Spent all day thinking of her and the MC's big scenes. Oh yes, I added romance. It's rather bitter, but romance just the same. AND I found a title, which I took from one of the extended dialogue pieces. Also keep seeing this on stage, so once November is finished I think that I will chop it up and turn it into a play. Which I'm much better with. My writing is too minimalist to fit the novel format.

I really hate typing up things from my notebook. My hands are not made for this much action. PAIN. I need a secretary.

Voting tomorrow! Damn, I'm excited.

Ashley, are you still willing to go to a strip club with me? I decided that I don't want to take up pipe-smoking because it involves smoking and (eww) tobacco, so I need to do something. Besides, I had this dream a few months ago where, after a heroic quest to save two people from death, I ended up in a basement and was invited upstairs to find a strip club where I got an amazing lap dance (though I have nothing to compare it to). Hmm. I think that my dreams are getting older.

I hate subject tests. Math made me feel stupid, biology didn't seem to have anything to do with the stuff the Collegeboard says is on there, and--well, literature was pretty okay. I didn't realize how few people took the subject tests: there were only two of us. I've not been in such an uncrowded testing situation before, and I liked it.

I should stop deferring homework. I don't want to post here, really, but I'm banning myself from notebooks and Word until homework is done, and this is the only option left to help me procrastinate.

I had to walk out of first period today because the noise got too much for me. I was able to disguise it as a trip to the bathroom, so no one looked at me funny. But it still felt strange. It's been a long time since I've been unable to handle my surroundings like that.

I should probably just ban myself from everything.