Top 30 out of 123

Dear Six-Word Memoirist,

If you're getting this email, it means that one of the six-word memoirs you submitted at www.SMITHteens.com is one of our favorites. Congratulations! You are a finalist for publication in Six-Word Memoirs by Teens Famous and Obscure, a new book coming out from HarperTeen next fall. Our first book, Not Quite What I Was Planning, was a big hit, and we know with your help, this one can touch even more people!

No way! I’m gonna be in the book!!
Ur kidding me!!

That is soo cool, and as soon as I’ve found out which of my memoirs will be in the book, I will get back to you guys and tell you.

Until then. I am going to celebrate me getting into the book AND me reaching 200 memoirs (:O), by sharing with you some of my favourites of mine, up to the most recent 100 (maybe I still think you won't be able to find my account if I don't put recent ones) (maybe i just cant be bothered to go through my liast 100).

You know, some day, when I’m all rich and famous (and hanging out with the jonas brothers, and God!), these may be worth a lot of money. *nods* So, here it is, my top 30, out of my first 123!! (Cuz I’ve written 223)

A failed attempt; a second chance

Hated music, then you started singing

You're only beautiful to my eyes

Our song hurts to listen to.

Waiting to fall out of love.

Screaming over voices in my head.

"Just be yourself!" "Who am I?"

I’m a sucker for the clichés.

I thought I was over you.

Let go? Or hold on tighter?

You told me I was beautiful.

Didn't ever want to say goodbye.

Don't be my everything this time.

You promised never to forget me.

Tears form. But I won't cry.

Smile for me, one last time.

You're wrong!
I love you regardless

It's not a game to me.

I wrote 100 memoirs that night.

But I cried everyday over you.

I still wish it was you.

I'm not special. I'm just me.

I don’t wanna do what’s “right”

I can't help writing about you.

What's it like to be perfect?

Please don't pretend you love me

Don't wanna hurt everyone I love.

You touch me; I feel safe.

I'm learning to be happy
again.

But I don't wanna let go.


'Oh! How beautiful Ebony! No wonder you're in the book! You're amazing!'
That's what you guys are gonna say now, so that when I'm all rich and famous, I still remember you. Right??? Ok, goodie.

Also, guys, seriously! If you don't have an account, then how the hell are we gonna take over the Internet?? That's right! You go make an account!! And then write... anything!! Yesterday would have been a good day, as LOTS of people posted... but any time will do! Please share your thoughts... I'm sure you've found yourself trying to think of some memoirs (Allan!!). So share them people (i.e. me[comment on my blog if you cant be bothered getting an account])

Links to SMITHteens are in opening paragraph, if you're too lazy to look, press here. And... yeah.
I know, I wasn't gonna blog today, because, like NaBloPoMo is finished and all, and I really shouldn't tease you guys with my blogs. But it feels so normal to blog, especially when I have such coolio news.

So you go click that link, make an account, write some memoirs, and leave some comments.

Ps: 'Dear Six-Word Memoirist', and here I've been saying memoir writer. Memoirist is so much more pro!
Pps: In case you guys can't pronounce it (:L). Memwah!