It is. All day I've felt like it should be Tuesday, and all day yesterday I felt like it should be Thursday. Stupid days.
I feel like a slogan for NaNoWriMo should be: NaNoWriMo. Writer's block isn't an option. Cuz seriously, I have been unable to come up with ANYTHING yesterday and today, and now I'm 3,000 words behind, and that number doesn't seem to be going down. I have the focus of a squirrel when I'm not writing a part I like--which is now. But it's getting to a part I do like, so I have to go through it. Dammit.
I have Model UN tomorrow, and this is how much I want to go: 0. I hate staying after. I hate the late bus. I hate getting home at 5--especially for a twenty-minute meeting. At the same time, though, I kind of have to go--that whole responsibility thing and stuff. If I staid home one week, I'd stay home every week.
I really have nothing to write about. I'm just avoiding NaNoWriMo.