Tags: writer's block


What Do You Have To Say? - Ah, Youth

Describe one moment from your youth that is impenetrably seared into your memory.

Everytime time I climbed my tree [or my kingdom] outside my grandma's house with AJ, hitting Alex in the face with my squirt gun [first sign of my abusive nature], getting decked in the face with a brick, getting chased down the street for a Prudential sign by the owner [& getting the cops called on me for the first time when I was 12-same incident], and getting bit in the face by my grandma's dog which resulted in stitches-first time I had pudding.
SLC Punk

What Do You Have To Say? - I'll Never Forget This Birthday

Write about your best (or worst) birthday.

Hm, the best would definitely have to be this last one. Not the day necessarily [though I spent it with my wonderful best friend and at-the-time boyfriend], but a couple weekends after I celebrated it full blast with a slew of close friends and some lovely "lemekas." Chris & Steph came down to surprise me and we spent the weekend at Tony's & in Santa Cruz. Fucking amazing.

And my worst was my 17th. Tony chose to start fighting with me on that day BUT he didn't really want to fight, so instead he was an asshole telling me he'd "talk about it later." So he ruined my entire day.

Fuck boys. =)

What Do You Have To Say? - Down to the Letter

Share a letter you've written. Or, write a letter to someone you miss.

I don't remember when I wrote this. Sometime in my sophomore year in one of my classes. I never sent it to him. For some reason, this was the only letter I could think of sharing. Mostly because it was from so long ago & a lot of you didn't even know me in this time of my life. So, most vulnerability out.

"Dear Jared, my favorite emo in the whole world:
I miss you more than I can express on paper or over the phone. I hate that you live so far away. I also hate that you don't drive, slacker. Haha, =). Thanks for the Valentine's tissue, very thoughtful. Ehh..I don't know how much longer I can do this, you know? I really like you & all, but you have so much schtuff going on.. and you live in SF.. and my parents are PSYCHO & like to keep me inside at all times.. it's just getting old.
I think that when I'm 18, I'll move into the city with you & your dad. Not for you so much, mostly for your Pa.. since he was very convincing that he needs someone to clean the manliness out of there. Haha. Makes me want to move in THAT much quicker! No, but really. Let's just stop while we're ahead now & find each other again down the line. I know we will, we are basically perfectly shaped puzzle peices. SCHWEIRD, I know. Haha.
Call me when I'm 18.. we'll work something out. For now, I'll jump on you at every show I see you at. Say "ello" to the Pops for me.
Love you for forever and a day emo, [then a heart drawing masked in checkerboard]
KatyKat-the bitch who's sharing your pod! haha."

It's weird to find this now that I'm 18. I don't even know what happened to Jared. He was SO cool & amazing & fucking perfect.. I wish I could have just realized it. Now I'm stuck here wallowing in my own self-pity because I am horribly crushing on my best friend/co-worker who doesn't give a shit about me, even though he totally led me on. Y-A-Y.