Letters from me to you.

March 13, 2013

Dear friend,

I'm flattered that you came on my profile. That means a lot, especially since the stories I have on here really (kind of) suck. I don't like "Of Me and You" very much, so I wouldn't recommend reading it, but I'm in love with it enough to not take it down. First fanfic love ayyyyy. Imperfection is nice, I think, even though there is disgustingly not very many details, but to be honest, I still really like it. I'm probably biased though--I wrote it, after all.

I'm sorry about my profile name, I must have been high when I came up with it. Really high.

Just kidding, I don't do drugs. Hashtag hugs not drugs (but not necessarily because druggies give pretty good hugs too).

I'm not exactly sure what one puts on these things...do I tell you about me or writing or why bananas aren't real?

They aren't, by the way. The bananas we have today are just some kind of genetic mutation because the real strain of bananas was ravaged by this disease, and it made them uneatable or something so scientists "fixed" the genes so that we have the bananas we have today. That's why all the bananas are exactly the same, because the genes are coded exactly the same (#bananatwinzies #turnup). Like, you ever eaten banana-flavored candy and was like "tf this don't taste like banana" WELL THEY DO. Just the old strand.

If you want to know more about the terrifying truth about bananas, just follow this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ex0URF-hWj4

Nerdfighters forever turn up (dtbfa)

I'm starting to sound like...I don't know. Not me. Okay bye. Write back.

With love,

Kerri

July 21, 2014

Dear friend,

I feel like you should know a little bit about me, but I've no idea how to do this, seeing as I don't know anything about myself. It's really depressing, actually.

Uh, I don't think I like anything about my body. Also, I'm a music fanatic and I guess I qualify as a "hipster". But that word annoys me, so let's never call me that. I just happen to find things (only in music) before others, and I talk a lot about it to everyone, and then they become famous, and then people are like "KERRI YOU HAVE TO CHECK THEM OUT" after I told them about it and I just want to strangle them, you feel me?

I think I'm hopelessly boring but better than everyone else (stop questioning my logic, it is sound), and I've got that type of personality where you either click with me or have the urge to turn the other way. Not screaming, thanks, I'm not that terrible.

You know, just walking fast.

I like to think of myself as creative, the leader kind of person, but the fact is, I'm so incredibly lazy. Like, I put the pro in procrastination.

I also really, really like letters, so if any of you want to write me one, you will most definitely get a (probably adoring) one back. Or if you choose to send me hate, it'll probably an entire list of insults followed by a postscript of "I would say these to you in real life, but too bad, I'm not real."

Because I am the biggest coward ever, and let's face it, you could probably take me in a fight.

I have noodle arms. They probably are really made like pasta, because there certainly is no muscle in them. TURN UP FOR NOT EXERCISING (running doesn't count, and I'm not even good at it).

Also, I can't really imagine why you're stalking me. Like, did I leave you a nice review or did you like my story or

STORIES. LET'S TALK ABOUT MY STORIES.

Okay, so "Imperfection" has now been fixed (sort of); there is less plot holes and it's like 3,000 words longer than it used to be.

"Of You and Me", despite the fantastic title, is actually really sucky, with too much action happening written a short period of time. Like come on, those day happen to be so action filled compared to the puny life that they usually lead? BE REAL.

And my favorite, "Dear Petunia". It's my favorite, and I spent a lot of time on it. Please leave a review (ok embarrassing but I asked my sister to review and she did it on my own account, so it looks like I'm super thirsty and reviewed my own fanfic what's life).

Love Always,

Kerri

January 18, 2016

Dear friend,

It's been years since I last updated this profile. I'm still an avid reader, but I don't have much time to write, so I am sorry about that. My reading lists have broadened exponentially, and now I'm a little obsessed with webtoons and manga. I used to be disdainful of them (I'm a disdainful person, lol) but I'd like to think that I've now reserved judgment until I've read it myself.

School's getting a lot harder, and it takes a lot more energy to keep doing well. I blame this draining process for my lack of creativity. I can't write like I used to, nor can I see my characters anymore. It breaks my heart; I think that's why I've been falling in love with webtoons and manga - the visuals are so soothing and comforting, and I hold them to me like a child with his blanket.

I also spent a lot of my free time playing games, whether they be physical or virtual. It's strange to watch yourself change. I've never been sportsy; in fact, I'd describe myself as the very unathletic, bookish type, but what do you know? I run a lot now, and I also play lacrosse. Add to that a plethora of time wasted on League of Legends (I uninstalled it for the third time today. Second semester is always the hardest, and I'm pretty much rocking myself to hide from this impending doom).

I feel very apologetic to readers who have read some of my fanfics - I know they're not that great, but there's nothing worse than an unfinished story. Dear Petunia was all planned out, and I even have the majority of the first chapter finished, but I've always had a hard time with transitions, and I would feel too bad to continue it only to stop.

Thank you for taking the time to read these. I hope to write more in the future.

Love Always,

Kerri