"Do a U-ey! DO A U-EY!"

Thanks, Rob Brydon, for the quote of the day...

So, Cardiff was megafun and needs a supermassive black bloghole to prove it.

- Started off at 8am and no maps. Left at 10am, and spent three hours singing and dancing to The Audition.
- "HEEEY, MISS MERTHYR CAN I? HEEEEY, MISS MERTHYR CAN I? TAKE MY SHEEP!"
- Deciding to make video diaries every hour (fail) and trying to get as many people as possible in them (more on that later)
- Arriving at the venue in the middle of a fucking blizzard and standing with about 7 other people
- Going to Wetherspoons for cheap as chips... well, chips and warmth!
- There were drink holders in the cubicles!
- Vikki's gormless "I'm putting on my makeup now" look
- Hearing a beep,and then jumping when we saw something moved. It was the airfreshener.
- Seeing Susie for the first time since September and meeting her crazy friends
- Chatting to The Blackout while we were cold - lots of warm hugs, and Bob recognised me and sight and asked how my arm was, then cutched my head.
- Giving Matthew the evil Blackout cupcakes
- Going to Costa... and having Bob stalk us there.
- Getting out Sharpies in the middle of Costa and sharpie-ing tattoos on each other!
- Talking to the Blackout while freezing (seriously, Gav stood on my foot and I didn't notice)
- Getting into the venue and standing by the heater to unfreeze
- The guy at the desk being blind enough to miss A. Luff and Vikki panicking
- Walking up three flights of stairs with dead feet
- Getting Jay in the video diary
- Showing Jay all the sharpie tattoos and seeing him eye up Vikki XD
- Ispystrangers were pretty good, lead singer was epic...
- Meeting Marianne Harris in the gig
- Dopamine being interesting
- One of the techs looking like Matthew's nerdy little brother
- The fucking Blackout finally getting onstage
- "We'd really like it if you'd sing along to this one. If you don't know the words just make them up. And if you can't make it up then just mime it, or snog the person next to you"
- "Naah, Goffs don't enjoy Christmas. They only enjoy being sad."
- The immense pain of Save Ourselves where Vikki got stood on the head.
- Ringing Sam for the last three songs and having Sean hang up by licking my phone (eewww, STIs)
- Vikki getting a solo in Children Of The Night
- Matthew looking dead (he had a lethal cupcake?)
- "Come and party like a chav!"
- Fucking crowdsurfers trying to kill us >.> They did our heads in (literally)
- STAGE INVANSION! On stage, next to Sean, screaming into his microphone with him
- Getting massive Jay hugs, and Vikki bagging free badges
- Snoz and Rhys on the video
- Showing Snoz the tattoos and him looking confused.
- Getting a picture with Rhys: "Cuddle me, bitch!"
- Giving out presents to Panda, Ashleigh and Bee (who I didn;t really get to talk to... but hopefully things aren't too bad)
- Failing at sneaking into the afterparty
- Walking back to the TraveLodge and meeting Rhys and his girlfriend on the way back, who asked if we had enough money for our rooms and was really concerned.
- Bending the truth... "Yes, Dad, we're at the hotel now. Hi". And then leaving the hotel ten minutes later.
- Kettle Chips: Saviours
- Trudging back to the venue feeling anticlimactic
- Waiting outside with Frances and a Polish girl
- Everyone loading into the van and giving us warm cuddles
- Snoz: What're you doing here?
Rhys: I thought you went to the Travelodge
Me: We did... we came back. My dad thinks we're in bed.
Snoz: Good stuff, good stuff!
- "Jay, can you pan the camera around in the back for the diary?" (me) "Nope, they're all having sex." (Jay) "True." (*sex noises* Bob) "Do you remember when you nearly got arrested for making sex noises?" (Jay)
- Elton John getting stolen by the Polish girl from Jay, who offered her silver hairspray (spray paint) and a punch in the face is she gave him back
- Singing allong to The Fratellis as Jay drove off and nearly crashed
- Waiting in the venue - yay, heater!
- Homeless dog outside ripping apart paper bags
- Rupert/Mikey White, from Ispystrangers, hanging out with us.
- Being selfconcious with the kittyhat and wanting to see the picture
- Befriending a gay cloakroom manager, called Rhys Lewis (or Slug) - ("Is that a homeless snail or a naked one?")
- Slug writing V + Vikki: FABULOUS on his hand
- Being little meet and greeters to improve the ambiance and making lots of friends, shaking hands and getting hugs and wishing everyone a happy new year
- "I never take off my beanie... but I will for that kitty hat!" and talking about the guy he chucked out
- Learning Welsh words... "Caerdydd" is Cayer-deethhhhhh"and learnign the Welsh for "up the bum no baby"
- Vikki convincing Slug she was from Glasgow (he guessed she was Scottish)
- "Now, stop with all this self-depreciation, we're all fabulous people"
- The careful description of a blue Barber jacket for a guy who'd lost his ticket
- Seeing the security guard turn his back and legging it into the party!
- The bloody empty bottles against the wall
- Seeing Ian and Sean DJ... hahahahahahaha
- Finding the girl who bit Meg
- Aled "Le Tramp" Phillips on the tour diary, and "Calvin with a Klein"
- Back to Slug for chats
- Missing Yan because of Slug
- Mobbing Sean in the alleyway
- "Your phone number is 0800-STI-STD"; "Don't rape Sean!" "I won't, I don't want the STIs!"
- "Put a serious face on, we're Goffs and we hate life"
- The silver sharpie being a source of fascination. Well, simple minds...
- Mikey hugs (he picked Vikki up and ran off with her, then picked up Panda and felt her arse) and Slug hugs (he picked me up and swung me round)
- Eyeing up Sean's car:
Vikki: Oh you don't earn much then.
Crowd: Oooh!
- Vikki getting the last hug, with a hug face-off and a My Passion Simon impression
-Sean actually trying to run me over. It was terrifying. He had his teeth gritted and looked like someone had just told him Ian Watkins was straight.
- Racing Sean down the road and winning, and him either waving at us or swearing... then realising he had gone the wrong way and reversing up the road again
- Profusely singing "4AM FORRREVEEEERRR!" walking back to the hotel
- Being unable to open the door due to early-onset zombification (or concussion)
- Quick snooze
- The mental images... Snoz as a bouncer, them all as waiters serving us Sean and Rhys stew, and working out which of the guys was the best big brother (Snoz)

Just found all the guys on Facebook and added them, and Mikey has come said hi to us already :) And we sung The Audition and Lostprophets all the way home XD And "A Little Piece Of Heaven" as a tribute to the Rev.

Scrooge time!

Huzzah, Christmas has ended for another year. All things in bold are things I didn't ask for, and all things in italics were things italicized on my Xmas list, ie things I really wanted:

Present haul:
- This Is War by 30 Seconds To Mars
- Absolute Boyfriend manga, volumes 5 and 6
- The Sims 3 World Adventures (not useful... see below)
- Laptop carry bag
- £40 in cash, £15 cheque, £15 gift card (to be exchanged for cash)
- An Abundance Of Katherines by John Green (finished)
- Rainbow legwarmers
- Purple leopard print tights
- A mini slab of dark chocolate + 6 dark chocolate rum truffles (I hate rum truffles)
- Deathnote manga boxset, volumes 1-12 (I own volumes 1 and 3)
- Purple spray-in hairdye
- My laptop fixed in time for Christmas (hasn't happened... but at least it's being fixed. However the CD of The Sims 3 was still in there, meaning not only can I not play it but I can't install it on Dad's computer either)
- The Blackout in Portsmouth with Vikki

Yeah, about that last one... The gig got cancelled.
£120 in hotel fees, £40 in train fairs and £60 in gig tickets... gone. Unless I get refunds and I have no idea if half the places even do them.

I also discovered my dad's edited version of my Xmas list (which was written in order of what I wanted, and italicized items were what I *really* wanted)

The Betrayed by Lostprophets and Hold Me Down by You Me At Six preorders - nope, they weren't done.
Crash Love by AFI - no.
7 gigs which I wanted tickets to (won't list them all, but there were 7, all italicized) - no (seriously? Not even one?)
Paper Towns by John Green - no (fair enough, not sure if it's out in the UK yet).
The Catcher In The Rye by JD Salinger - no (Oh come on, you can get a used copy from Amazon for about 50p)
Fruits Basket manga, volume 10 onwards - nope

You know why I didn't get much? Because my main present was Portsmouth with Vikki... which has just got effing cancelled.

So, other miseries then:
- Getting to sleep at 3am last night, waking up six (it was more but I lost count after six) times during in the night, waking up properly at 6.45 and my brother refusing to get up till 7
- What I assumed was just a cold breaking down into a suspected throat/sinus/chest infection, which lead to all breathing, talking and swallowing being immensely painful
- Pain in my throat, chest, nose, ears and sinuses being compounded by period pains and rampaging hormones
- Not being able to eat much because my throat hurt so much, and what I did eat having no taste
- Not being able to eat Christmas pudding
- Falling asleep on the sofa numerous times
- My gran and great-aunt asking me if I ate sausage meat (hint: I haven't eaten meat for the past 4 years, nor have I eaten turkey. So no, I do not fucking eat it)
- Taking an hour to find all the relevant medication I needed before bed (inhalers, pain killers, mouthwashes, other mouthwash, cough syrup, cream for my dry skin)
- Blowing my nose/coughing up horrible yellow gunge all day. All. Bloody. Day.
- Sneezing up blood
- Portsmouth gig being cancelled

Mm. I think that's everything...

Merry Christmas. Hope you had a more fun one than I did.

Christmas Eve Playlist

Inspired by the lovely Tiernan Douieb (he's nice, most of the time, go find him on Twitter), here is my own Christmas Eve playlist... it's not very festive, mind. And it's not so much a playlist as just random songs that I thought were vaguely in some way appeo

1. I Got Love - The King Blues
2. Sunburn - Muse
3. Heartbeats - Jose Gonzalez
4. Love Like Winter - AFI
5. You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring
6. I'm A Riot? You're A Riot! - The Blackout
7. Konstantine - Something Corporate
8. The '59 Sound - The Gaslight Anthem
9. First Day Of My Life - Bright Eyes
10. Just Like Heaven - The Cure
11. A Praise Chorus - Jimmy Eat World
12. Don't Stop Believin' - Journey.
13. Rock N Roll All Nite - KISS
14. Where We Belong - Lostprophets [or, as it's not on my Spotify, Rooftops - Lostprophets works nearly as well]
15. Reasons Not To Be An Idiot - Frank Turner
16. House Of Cards - Madina Lake

And, to sum up my sentiments and finish off my playlist...

17. Happy Holidays, You Bastard - blink-182

So maybe I'm turning sentimental...

But I make no secret of it: I love Christmas. I love feeling like a little kid again, unpacking the boxes from the attic and putting up decorations. I love stringing up tangled fairy lights all around the house. I love watching Mum get all the Christmas card precariously balanced on the sideboards. I love over-eating until your trousers are too snug to be comfortable.

I love getting up at 6am with my brother and getting the stockings down from above the fireplace and emptying them out our parents' bed while they wake up and complain.

I love tearing paper off presents with rabid enthusiasm. I love giving presents to others and seeing them beam. I love the way that my parents are so sleepy that they don't argue until at least 10am.

I love Mum's annual panic about turkey and her failed attempts at gravy. I love my Gran's insistence on doing everything, despite the fact that we stopped eating at her house because it was too much stress for her. I even love the way she always asks me why I'm not having turkey and refers to my pescatarianism as "a phase" (which has so far lasted 4 years).

I love seeing my great-aunt, who I see twice a year, makes a habit of insulting me and my beliefs, and then smiling indulgently at me and saying she loves me and is proud of me.

... No, wait a minute, I hate that bit. And come to think of it I hate being bugged about not being turkey.

And I hate getting presents I didn't ask for which I didn't ask for for a reason: because I didn't want them.

I hate the way we have to squish together on too few seats, and I have to sit on the floor or offer cake or just be a good little hostess girl and offer cake and tea.

And I hate the inevitable arguments about the petty trivial things and the way everyone just gets riled up and at each other's throats.


And despite all that, I still love Christmas. Merry Christmas, everybody, and have a fucking awesome new year - I know I will, because I'll be in Portsmouth partying with Vikki, Kelly and Annie, and six Welsh BAAAASTAAARDS!

Chin up, all, it's nearly Christmas!

Happenings: Part I

This is the first part. To be honest, it breaks at a weird place because that's just how much I can fit onto the image canvas I created. Click the picture to read the story.

A Short Story: Happenings (the process)

Here was the thought process behind this short (4,095 word) story:

2am, December 20th: I have this idea. It's annoying me. I can't sleep.
3am, December 20th: Hell I'm going to write this down.
5am, December 20th: Story is written. It's a pile of crap but at least now I can go to bed.

All day, December 20th: I must not read what I wrote or I will edit it into oblivion. I know it's crap.

Some point, December 21st: Read my story. Dear God it's so awful that I can't edit it or it'll lose all meaning.

4pm, December 22nd: Read the story again. Actually it's not too bad... just needs some tweaks.


NB - I have noticed that this blog is defunct as I cannot copy and paste any text... so I will have to find another way to get the story up. It might take a while.

Formspring II

Q: What is your quest?
A: To be loved. To be remembered. To create something beautiful and be rewarded by people appreciating it.

Q: What is your name?
A: V. Haha thought I'd tell?

Q: What is the average air speed velocity of an unlaiden swallow?
11 metres per second or 24 miles an hour. And I <3 the Monty Python reference.

Q: If you could stand on the rooftops and scream your heart out...what would you scream?
A: I would tell everyone to buy the new Lostprophets album ;) "FUCK, I KNOW I'M DIFFERENT AND I FUCKING LOVE IT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE ME FOR WHO I AM THEN YOU'RE A TWAT. I'M NOT GOING TO CHANGE FOR YOU."

Q: Ever had a girlfriend?
A: No, but I do have a lot of wives.

Life is random and good.

So I read over the story I wrote between 3am and 5am. Aaah it was cringeworthy. And about a random Motley Crue-esque band, so kind of cringeworthy for all the boozing and sex.

Aaaaanyway...

RAGE MADE NUMBER ONE! BOOYAH!
And Lee Gaze's wife (I'm terribly sorry, I have no clue what your name is) had another baby 'Prophetlet, a little boy. We're rooting to call him Tom or Zach in honour of RATM's Xmas Number 1. Lee's had an awesome day, clearly.

The tree is up, I've drawn more pokemon on Paint, and my cat is happy. I've booked tickets and trains to Portsmouth, so I'm going to Portsmouth on NYE. And it looks like with a bit of work I'll be going to The Party on the 29th...

Life is fucking good.

Writing!

Wahey, it's 3.20am and I'm writing. I'm fucking freezing but I'm writing.

It's not even anything important - just an idea that was niggling and I needed to get down. I'm guessing it'll only take about 4,000 or 5,000 words to finish off, so I'll do it all tonight before I go back to bed. Hopefully.

Maybe I'll post bits of it up here once it's done - not that anybody would read them.

If this blog doesn't make sense then it's because I'm sleepy.

Oh, and lastly: if Rage Against The Machine aren't number fucking one then Joe McEldoofus is gonna receive some serious hatemail. Not from me, just from all the fellow RATM campaigners. Like Lee Gaze. God he's a monster on Twitter.

Winter

You know it's nearly Christmas when:

- You get round to seeing friends you haven't seen for months
- You can't turn on the radio without hearing Mariah Carey or Wham!
- The Radio Times and Kerrang! bumper issues arrive
- Christmas cards are up on the sideboards
- There's only a week of shopping days left before Xmas and you only have 4 presents bought
- You're ready to get a Christmas tree
- All the wrapping paper mysterious appears from nowhere
- It's raining

You know it's going to be a fucking odd Christmas when:

- It starts snowing
- Your friend a hundred miles away has snow
- You don't actually want snow yet


Thanks to the unseasonably wintry weather, I am now petrified of queuing overnight. Solution? Persuade my dad to buy me a pop-up tent for gigs. He's thinking about it.

I must be mad.

So I have an odd amount of bands/people I might be travelling for. By "travelling", I mean further than Cambridge. I mean places where if I say "I'm from just north of London", people look at me in surprise (happened at Colchester, and to some degree in Surrey).
So here's the list of possibles as it stands (with all train fairs in advance) as of today, 15/12/09:

23rd December, GBGR, Cardiff Clwb Ifor Bach, £5/£6 gig, £33.00 train fair
31st December, The Blackout, Portsmouth Drift In The City, £28ish gig, £18.45 train fair, £60 accommodation
17th February, Lostprophets, Birmingham O2 Academy, £28ish gig, £29 train fair
19th February, Lostprophets, Edinburgh Corn Exchange, £28ish gig, £13 to Edinburgh + £20 home

The Blackout, Cardiff... when they next play there on a Saturday/in the holidays

Bloody hell, all the bands are Welsh.

Odd Thoughts For My 100th Blog

Well I finally reached three figures of blogging. And I thought to celebrate I should do something useful...

Then I remembered that it was ~me writing this blog, and instead I decided to fill it with some odd things.

- When listening to songs, change the word "heroine" to "heroin" in your head. It yields some odd results... basically everyone just turns into a druggie.
- If one siamese twin commits a crime, can the other one testify against them... and if the one who commited a crime is found guilty then does the innocent twin have to go to prison too?
- The epic facebook group of "The hilarity of Harry Potter quotes when changing "wand" to "willy""
- How many contexts can the word "up" be used in?
- My parents are going deaf to the point that they no longer notice the pinger going off. This works to my advantage most of the time.
- How much ribbon would it take me to corset the Winter Kiss Young Guns tshirts?
- Why couldn't I hear Metallica from my house last year when they played Sonisphere?
- Why, when I hear the word "stoked", do I do think of fires?
- If I ever had someone pretending to be me, I would be flattered that people thought I was respectable and interesting enough to be worth impersonating.
- Why does the second helping of something never taste quite as good as the first?
- When I am on twitter, nobody tweets. As soon as I start doing something else, all I notice is the little tab heading on my browser telling me that there are (5) (7) (132) new tweets.
- Twitter tonight can be divided into 3 distinct camps: OLLY TO WIN!; I LOVE JOE!; and Fuck off, I don't watch X Factor.
- Why is the word "merry" only applied to Christmas?
- Out of iPlayer's most watched programs on 12/12/09, 6 were comedy programs, 2 were distinctly comedic (Jonathon Ross and Top Gear), and the remaining 2 were episodes of Eastenders.
- The awesomeness of the Rage Against The Machine for Christmas Number 1 campaign.
- 12 days to Christmas; 18 days to New Year's Eve; 19 days till 2010.

That's all the totally random stuff I can think of right now. Merry holidays!

Formspring: the first 2 questions

After much confusion and much help by Ashleigh, who is far more sensible about internet matters than I am, I have worked out how to answer Formspring questions...

Q: why did my husband forget his house keys meaning I have to stay up?
A: Hello, big cousin. Well if I knew the answer to that I would be a much better cousin, but as it is I will say "because he had a temporary blip of memory when he left the house".

Q: Pokes. Do you love meeee?
A: Not totally sure who this is, but why not? Yes, I do love you.

Bandwagons, editing, and old school music

Today's blog comes to you in three parts.

1) Bandwagons

As much as I told myself I wouldn't, I did. I got myself a FormSpring. Which I am incapable to linking to... Well I doubt anyone would use it anyway. Check my twitter (twitter.com/ObliViVion) for link if you're interested. Note: I have yet to work out how to answer questions on it... Yes, I fail at the internet.

Other than that, i've been pretty good at staying away from bandwagons... though the JAGK shirt, sadly, may be another one. Oh dear, impulse buys are sure to cripple me and my bank account. Must... resist... urge...


2) Editing

It's December. It has been for quite some time, so I should really be trying to edit my NaNoWriMo novel. However, I've become more occupied with finishing it.

Editing is my downfall. Sure, I can edit as I go along - hence why NaNo is so hard, because you have to kill off that Inner Editor, or at least give him/her some industrial strength chloroform - but as soon as I get to the end and see a whole great chunk of 3,000 (English essay)/50,000 (NaNoWrImo 2007/2008)/65,000 (NaNoWriMo 2009) words in front of me, I panic and just don't bother.

I was meant to edit my English coursework. Of course, it was due in on Monday 7th, and I was still writing it on the night of Thursday 10th. I just got my parents to read it and make sure it made sense, and had to try and explain what a Byronic Hero was.

Basically, if I'm ever going to cut it as a writer, I need an edior, or to pull my socks up and try and edit myself - meep.


3) Old School Music

Motley Crue are playing Sonisphere Festival. Better than the fact it's in the UK, it's in HERTFORDSHIRE. I am seriously excited and I am going to beg to go even if it cripples my bank account further.

More bands are going to be announced, but I'm definitely most excited about the 'Crue. Oh... and IRON MAIDEN! My cousin will have three kids by then, but I'mma beg her to come down and see them with me because it's their only UK gig of 2010.

And in other news, I'm just been listening to lots of pretty old music. Journey, New Order, Joy Division, The Smiths, Motley Crue, The Carpenters, Sisters Of Mercy... It's fun.

Pride and Prejudice... and Zombies

So if I had picked up Pride and Prejudice of my own accordance, maybe I would have liked it. As it is, being forced to read it has sucked all enthusiasm I may have felt for it right out.

I still have roughly half of my coursework essay on it to do, and it was supposed to be due in tomorrow. Yes, it's going that badly.

As a present a few days ago, my Dad bought me a book. It's called Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, and it's hilarious. The furthest I ever read to in Pride and Prejudice was Chapter 15, by force, in three weeks. I am at 28 in ... and Zombies in the space of about three days.

I think I will "forget" to bring in my essay tomorrow and hand it in on Friday instead, and finish it tomorrow night.
Speaking of Tomorrow, I am doing my drama coursework mock performance tomorrow. I'm bricking it, and excited, at the same time. I get the whole day off lessons. If nothing else, it should be a laugh.

I over-indulge in brownies.

Life is still going on in a very similar fashion:

- saw my friend Tally for the first time since July 08. Will next see her June 2010 earliest, probably not till November or until 2011.
- got back the mark from my practise French reading. 30/50. Lowest in the class. Second lowest was 38. "Oh did you find it really hard then, V?" No, I thought it was a breeze, hence why I didn't even break the forties...
- had a drama runthrough. Went better than expected.
- there are two five question ethics essays requiring my attention. Fuck if I'm going to do them while I'm still this sleepy.

8 days till school's out for winter.
10 days till Heaven's Basement and I see Adele and Jasmin again, along with Kelly and Annie... and did I hear Vikki was coming?
17 days till Xmas.
23 days till New Years Eve.
24 days till the end of the decade.

Various minutiae.

Life is going fine... Nothing particularly remarkably has happened/is happening.

Everything's normal:
- having a French reading mock. Once it was finished, I texted Vikki - who was in a chemistry test (oops)
- spending lunch running around like a headless chicken on speed trying to sort out drama tech rehearsal
- random twitter conversations with my friends about music (what else?).
- trying to catch up on my Ethics homework at 11pm and failing miserably.
- recording Daniel P Carter in Radio 1 at midnight till 2am so I can hear Winter Kiss by Young Guns
- trying to cheer up my friend who is moping about an ex boyfriend (and failing miserably)
- arguing with my parents to try and persuade them to let me come to more gigs (and failing miserably)
- continuing the Epic Poke War on Facebook with my cousin and my friend Ben
- avoiding all forms of work and exercise as well as possible

Things that are happening:
- getting French oral marks tomorrow (meep)
- finishing the drama tech rehearsal
- drama dress rehearsal
- drama proper performance on Thursday
- Heaven's Basement next Friday

Everything else is kind of Next Year.
Except the most important thing of all...

Tomorrow, I get to see Tally, who I last saw in July 08. Looking forward to seeing that Australian kid. It might not be for long, but I'll see her again at some point. Maybe when I'm 16 or 18 or out of school, I'll fly to Oz to go visit her.
I'm excited.

Laaaazy day

I have spent all of today on the sofa watching telly or iPlayer.

Day well spent. I've only been up ten hours. Might go and cut up my Exit Avenue tshirt now.

Hooray for broken technology!

My headphones are broken. All songs sound like they have an echo and I can't make out any vocals... on the plus side, I'm really getting to appreciate the music behind the lyrics.

And there are white lines on my screen. They flicker.
It's really very annoying.

Happy fucking holidays.

Today is December 2nd. There are 23 days until The Big Day.

Frankly I'm not feeling it yet. No advent calendar, no xmad decorations and no xmas music = it still feels like November, except for the copious lack of NaNoWriMo.

I'm going to take a break for a few days, probably write more on Saturday/Sunday.

There was no real point to this blog... Oh well.

NaNoWriMo 2009: The Summary

IN THE NOVEL

Words written: 70527

Word lost: 6251

Official end of month word count: 64276

Most words written in 24 hours: 7846

Average words per day: 2142.533

Words needed to finish draft: around 15,000

Chapters: 40

Deaths: 1

Unexpected plot twists: Too many to mention

Near death moments: 2

IN LIFE

Write-Ins attended: 4

Lattes drunk: 10

New friends made: 3

Most played song: Where We Belong - Lostprophets (108)

Gigs attended: 5

Welshmen molested: 7

English essays ignored: 1

Levels of stress reached: new highs

French orals failed: 1

Nights spent writing until 2am: At least 4

Near death moments: 4


And so ends NaNoWriMo for another year. More tears, more coffee, more RSI and more stress.
But I wouldn't have changed my November for the world.