My Yearbook Writing Skills
We are supposed to write about our dear friends in less than 500 words. When you think about it, it’s a fairly easy thing to do. I mean you did live with these people for the most part of two years, you know them in and out. You would think its a cakewalk, but I am having a really hard time putting my thoughts on paper. I have tried writing about K but all I can come up with is lame platitudes.
The thing is when you write these blurbs you have to be very objective and make the other person sound all goody goody. I had the "honor" of editing those last year courtesy Oculus. All I could think was how phony they sounded. I mean there was no true emotion in almost all of them. Most of them read “he is a nice guy, muggu, great friend blah blah blah”. I mean what would that reveal about the person?
Why is so hard to pen down your feelings about another person. There is always this pressure that you shouldn’t make the person look bad or psychotic (trust me the people I hang out with are WEIRD, it will be really hard to make them sound normal). The thing is a year book is something every one of us will cherish for the rest of our lives; it is the only reminder we will have in the future. It is the one thing that will remind us of these days.
You see my problem here, too much pressure. How can I write when there is this huge obstacle that I should sound nice when I pen down my thoughts? Wouldn’t you want to read these small snippets in future and reminisce the good old days (okay, now I sound like a rom-com gone wrong or something even worse, whats happening here is that I am turning into a screen play writer for a gult movie, like Orange)
I know I am not that good at writing but I think I have totally lost it. I mean who the hell writes stuff like “she is a romantic through and through” “she has a martyr complex” I think I will go kill myself before I the witches of Eastwick come down to murder me.
I hope I will be able to write something passable by Sunday otherwise I m dead meat.
See you on the other side.
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