Yesterday was literally the best day of my life.(<doesnt that sound cheesy already?)  Well it feels like it truly was.  Some people know the title “To write love on her arms” and it may mean not much to them, but to me its means the whole world to me.  The story, the organization, and the people who support it, have led me to the type of person I am today.  I found out about To Write Love in 7th grade when i was getting into the scene of alternative music.  I eventually fell in love with the meaning and the mission they supported but could never get to a speaking or to meet Jamie (who became my hero/inspiration)  It wasn’t like a show where I could just ask to go see a band I barely know (but will eventually love).

Except it all changed. I’ve been planning to go to the speaking that was held at Rutgers University since… the early summer.  The morning of the speaking didn’t feel realistic to me.  I still had to wake up at 5:45 to get to school and sit through long classes(where I dont learn shit).  When school was over we drove straight to Camden, 2 hours away.

Usually I never get extremely nervous for anyones shows or meeting anyone, but on our way there and during the event I was completely shaking.  I couldn’t believe I was meeting the person that i’d look up to for so long and who pretty much changed my ways of thinking and changed me as a person.  Before I remember answering friends question from a long time ago “What would you do if you met him?”  I responded “I would cry”.  And for a matter of fact, thats what happened.  I started to cry when I asked for a hug because I couldn’t believe what was happening was real.  For the many times of failed attempts of trying to meet him and it finally happened.

On a more happier and funnier/weird note we(sister and i) brought gifts for him/anyone really there.  Usually we would bring gifts to our favorite musicians we adored.  So before I was on the fence of if bringing a gift was weird or not.  But it wasn’t fan girl awkward when we gave it to him (so it was all good).  In that room it felt like family, everyone was nice and kind.  Unlike shows where we all feel superior to each other.  (skipping back to summer) During warped tour when we had nothing to do, we kept on going back to the twloha tent to ask to get pictures with Jamie’s sister Emily.  Well she was selling merch that night and she remembered us from warped (probably because we kept on going passing the tent numerous times to see if she was there)

All together it was a great night.  I dont think anyone could imagine how happy I was to be there.  So here’s some of my sisters pictures from the night.  heres her tumblr too http://gericantflyy.tumblr.com/

for this picture: *jamie* you guys should get a photo with Emily, I can try to be the photographer!

Also Emily let us pick a shirt from the table to have… they’re some of the nicest people ever.i

it doesnt really matter to me if you’re up for reading this long blog or not(i dont blame you), it just makes me happy :)

*edit* there’s a random “i” in between the pictures.. and i cant fix it :(