I think birthdays are great. I know they're just another day, that they're overrated, stressful, and often over-dramatic. Often someone is left off of the invitation list and someone's feelings get hurt, but yet I still love them. They're fun and exciting. You get to make cakes and have fun with your friends. My birthday is tomorrow, November 13th. Now, if only I had been born on a Friday.
Right now, I haven't been writing much on here because of Nanowrimo, and plus, I'm going on vacation to Maui for 10 days. I am losing 10 days for nanowrimo. That's 16,000 words I have to make up. So stressful, and I'm already behind. I also have to make up work for all the classes I'm going to miss.
I've also gotten into music a lot recently, you know I listen to it while I write. I've been ashamedly listening to Glee covers, unashamedly listening to Passion Pit and William Beckett. Music really helps me right, otherwise I get sidetracked by watching snipits of Whose Line Is It Anyway on Youtube.
Where would you go, if you could go anywhere right now?
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