Despite the amount of disbelief that I had in achieving 50,000 words in the entire month in November due to college commitments and social engagements I couldn’t (and didn’t want to) cancel, I managed to reach the 50,000-word goal ridiculously quickly. I’m even more surprised by this because, as I did last year, I fell into the second week slump that every NaNo-er, I’m sure, can relate to, where putting words onto the screen in front of me was painful.
I think I should start by explaining what NaNoWriMo is, for those of you who aren’t aware. In short, it is an international competition where writers from all over the world come together and attempt to write 50,000 words throughout the month of November.
According to statistics published by the National Autistic Society, 95% of people have heard of or about autism before. I can say with quite confidently that the amount of people who actually understand this disorder is much lower. That made me want to write this post, about autism misconceptions I hear on a daily basis.
On September 23rd 2015 at around 11 in the morning, I was officially diagnosed with autism.
[…]I learnt a lot about college in my first year, and I thought I’d share some of these things with you.
Sometime in late August last year I posted a blog post detailing everything I’d bought in preparation for my first year of college. […]Although I did end up using the vast majority of what I bought in the end, I did give away a few things and bought things throughout the year that I hadn’t factored in originally.
I’m not going to go into great detail, but what I will tell you about my own GCSE experience is that I only took four GCSE’s in the end, and I still managed to fail two of them.
I broke up from college almost a month ago now, and although I’ve been grateful for this break and the opportunity to relax, there have been those inevitable days where I’ve been bored out of my mind, even though I’m usually quite good at keeping myself occupied.
If you talk to someone about Netflix, it’s likely they’ll understand what you’re talking about without you needing to explain it at all. Sometimes, there’s no better feeling than having a day on the sofa or in bed, binge-watching something on Netflix in order to relax.
As some of you may be aware from my previous post about hair bleaching disasters, my hair is never safe from my impulsive thoughts. And, even though I’d said that I wouldn’t dare dye my hair for another year after so many incidents in order to restore the damage I’d done to it over time, I just couldn’t help myself.