Don't Quote Me On That

 

A quote that has caught my attention for a while now is, "I won't give up." I have heard it before but the song by Jason Mraz has caught my attention. In my opinion it is describing something you should never do, even when everything is rough. You should always push on.

Another quote that has caught my eye is, "There are two types of pains, one that hurts you and the other that changes you." I like this quote because it basically describes everyone's life, you will have pains in life but you have to chose which one is going to change you or hurt you.

I feel like people believe that you just get successful, no matter what in life; but it's not true. This quote is, "We learn from failure, not success."


 

The last quote I have is about Family, I know my family is far from perfect, but we are family. Throughout everything that has happened we are still a family, we still love each other, we still care about each other, but sometimes there are things that happen. We still love everybody, we may not like them at the moment, but during the whole thing that person is, and always will be a part of the family. This quote says,
"No family is perfect.. We argue, we fight. We even stop talking to each other at times, but in the end, family is family.. The love will always be there."

Before this when David was actually Jeffrey's assistant

I have one more to add from my favorite band that made a web series. In this web series there is the main characters IM5, a butler named Wilfred, and the three trainers I guess you could call it; Boonquisha (and naw), Todrick Hall (a musician/performer), and Jeffrey (the fashionista). In this webseries there were so many parts that my best friend Liana and I quote to each other; basically every day somehow we come up with something that goes along with the situation. One of these quotes is, "You're the worst assistant I have ever had, you're tacky, and disgusting, but you have a heart of gold." When reading this quote please think/say that quote in a gay fashionista voice, that sometimes likes David (DAH-VAD), and other times could probably push him off a cliff.
 

Famous First and Last Lines

"It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on other end asking for someone he was not."

The author of this book City of Glass is Paul Auster, the book was written in 1985. Auster was bron on February 3, 1947 and is known for writing blends of absudism, existentialism, and crime fiction. He is currently 67 and lives in Newark, New Jersey. His pen name though is Paul Queen or Paul Benjamin.


The City of Glass is the first book in the series Paul Auster wrote. The series is called The New York Trilogy. Auster first wrote the first book City of Glass in 1985, published the other two books, Ghosts, The Locked Room, in 1986. City of Glass is about a detective-fiction writer that has become a private investigator and he somehow turns into madness as he digs into this case.


Honestly, I would probably not read this, because one I do not like books that are about a mystery, and if they do I like the teenage-friendly books, I guess you could say. I do not really like books that have the main character as a boy, or man, for this instance. I would probably skip this book if it was on a shelf and go to another one.

"Maybe I will go to Paris. Who knows? But I'll sure as hell never go back to Texas again."

James Crumley is the author of the book The Final Country. Crumley was born on October 12, 1939 and died on September 17, 2008. He was the author of violent crime novels, and also many short stories and essays. Crumley has been described as "one of the modern crime writing's best practitioners." He was born in Texas, ironically, and died when he was 68 in Montana.


The Final Country is a part of one of his other books bringing in one of the characters Milo Milodragovitch, who is in a late age and is hating that. He owns a business in Texas Hill Country, being rich, and is near the end of a relationship. Throughout this book he goes from a boring life to a full life of practically everything it seems.


As I have stated previously in the last book, I do not enjoy this genre so I would also pass up this book. The summary of the book on Goodreads didn't even sound like anything I am even interested in, but I really do like the last line of the book; it can lead me to several different thoughts on what is happening.

Dreams Come True

It was finally happening; I was meeting my idols.

            “Next,” the person said holding their hand out to get the ticket.

            Handing it over I was led to another line. This time though it had a band’s name that I could fangirl about all day to.

            Behind the dark purple door was, IM5.

            Groups were led through the door, groups exited silent and in awe.

            This was great.

            I was in the last group, but you save the best for last right?

            Five minutes later I was passing through the same dark purple door, led down a hallway, and then into a room with five boys: Cole, Dana, David, Gabe, and Will. IM5.

            Meeting gazes with all of them, I smiled wide.

            As people say: Dreams Come True.

Storybook Charm and Airy Blue

Up above the moon

A palace sits on the clouds

Princess waits by night

Children run under me

The ground is far below me

I am blue to them

Blue Wonder

            Everything was blue. Blue Sky, a clear blue ocean nearby, a blue car in the driveway-even the house was blue.

            Maddy Turner rocked back on her heels looking at the house. She ignored the looks of the people passing, the squeals of little children throughout the neighborhood. No, instead she focused on the blue.

            Her mother had loved the color blue, everything had been blue in their house. Well, until the moving guys came to pack it up and ship her off to a foreign small city in Maine.

            “It’s beautiful, there’s blue everywhere. Oh, Mads, you’ll love it,” her mother had told her multiple times.

            Her mother had grown up here, born and raised-she loved the area-

            “Well are you going to stand there or are you gonna come in?” a cold voice asked as Maddy jumped, looking up.

            Standing on the porch an elderly lady had appeared. She had a cold expression on her face.

            “Well?” the lady snapped as Maddy shook her head.

            “A-are you Leslie Chapman?” she asked, the lady’s face turned into an unreadable expression after that.

            “What do you think? Of course I am, you’re standing in my yard! Now c’mon or I’m leaving ya out here,” she said opening the door.

            “I’m coming,” Maddy said grabbing her two blue suitcases and ran across the yard, up the porch, and ending at the lady.

            She took a couple seconds to stare at the lady-her grandmother.

            “She’ll take care of you,” her mother had promised.

The lady’s face turned to a look of sadness just for a second, Maddy had thought it never happened, “Come on. Supper’s almost ready.”

            Maddy glanced around the yard one last time. A sign caught her eye near the end of the yard, it was really hard to miss, ‘Welcome to Blue Wonder,’ it read.

            Not wanting to hear her grandmother call again Maddy ran inside the house letting the door slam shut behind it.

            Everything was far from behind, ‘Wonder.’

Professional Fangirl

The boys of IM5

            It was a normal day; well as normal as it could get: waking up, arriving at school with five minutes to get to my first class (or almost making it to my first class), shuffling from class to class, and then work. My days go exactly like this on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. As I walked out of school yesterday I stopped at Qdoba, my ultimate bae, and hurried to work, Which Wich off of Battlefield and 65.

            Arriving about thirty minutes early I let one of my coworkers go and took their spot. It was slow. I had finished everything I was supposed to do as a Shift Leader about an hour early, so I went on break early. Once there I started creeping, excuse me looking, at my favorite band’s Twitter. I do this about ten or more times a day, I mean what if they posted something? I would never know if I didn’t check. Everything seemed ordinary, tweets about really nothing, and I did the thing I do about twenty times a day. I tweeted to them.

            The tweet was as follows, “If @IM5band and the guys followed me or tweeted me I would probably die. I mean remember what happened when David liked my photo TWICE? (insert the feels face).”

            After that tweet I replied to a couple people and then tweeted them again, “Seriously when do I not tweet about @IM5band. I mean 98% of my tweets are about them, 1% is random. And the other percent is @LianaIM5 (Liana Bustamante, for all of you here at school).”

            This was about five or so, and after eating the rest of my sandwich I went back to work. It got very busy around 5:30, which it usually does, so my coworker and I had barely any free time for the next hour and a half or so.

            Then it happened.

The follow that would change my life forever

            I went to check on my phone, put on some music in the back, check my Twitter, etc. I noticed I had a notification on Twitter and when I clicked on it I flipped out.

            “IM5band followed you.”

            ‘WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?’ were my first immediate thoughts, so I went to their Twitter page and realized it was true.



Just another fangirl crying over a boyband



            I shrieked, squealed, and jumped up and down, it was a moment of mine that I will never forget. I even drew the attention to my coworker, Maddie, who had no clue what was going on and tried to get me to talk to. I showed her my phone wordlessly, I could not form a sentence really.

            Some point in this time I started crying, more like bawling, and Maddie did the thing any nice coworker would do. She took a photo of me crying.

            This explains my life just in a matter of a couple paragraphs. If I could have any professional role it would definitely be, ‘Professional Fangirl,’ and I would gladly take it. I tweet to them, listen to their music, and just have a lot of feels, constantly. I still have Post Concert Depression from a couple weeks ago.

            So, 5ers unite, and this is how I became a Professional Fangirl.