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For the last three weeks I has have a project outside NaNo. I have been studying me. It's easy. I have a excel sheet (but honestly all you need is a piece of paper) and on it is the date, what time I start and finish, where I am, whether I am listening to music and how many words I wrote in the time. This is what I learned: I get between 900 and 2000 words per hour. I do better when listening to music. I do better when I'm sitting at a desk. By keeping track I know I do best from twelve to three. Odd that. I figured I would be a night owl or a morning bird. Not a weird in-between person. But by keeping track I've been able to beat the system, my own messed up system. I know when and where to write to get the best results and with 28,000 words written on the 13th of November, I know that I can do NaNo. I can win! Not only that but must short stories are going well too. The change in what I'm writing helps me from burning out. Every day I write at least two thousan

You know they aren't true. Sometimes someone is completely wrong about you and there isn't anything you can do about it. It feels horrible. Worse Than that is when you still know that they are good people. That they are nice and kind and genuine. You like them. It would be easier not to like them. It would be easier to dismiss their opinion of you because they are mean or cruel or just not nice people. Sometimes you can't even correct them. Someone can think of you as something terrible and still be awesome. That's about them, not about you. Being good people doesn't make them instantly right about you. But it just sucks. It feels horrible. A million other bad things can happen. Some might be serious. Sometimes you might wake up just feeling a little depressed. That's okay. I know studies say that one in four/five (depending on where you live) people suffer from mental illness but I honestly believe that everyone has depression at some point. Some people get