Catching Up! Days 4 - 9

Day 4- Your favorite book from your childhood

Sweet Valley High - Hahaha! I was a young adult once!

Day 5- Guilty pleasure book

Must've read this book 5 times

Day 6- If you were stranded on a desert island, what book would you want?

one of my all-time favorites :D

  Day 7- Favorite movie adaptation of a book

I loved how the movie did not, if at all, stray from the novel.

Day 8- Favorite quote from any book

"The essence of the suicides consisted not of sadness or mystery but simple selfishness. The girls took into their own hands decisions better left to God. They became too powerful to live among us, too self-concerned, too visionary, too blind. What lingered after them was not life, which always overcomes natural death, but the most trivial of mundane facts: a clock ticking on a wall, a room dim at noon,and the outrageousness of a human being thinking only of herself. Her brain going dim to all else, but flaming up in precise points of pain,personal injury, lost dreams. Every other loved one receding as though across a vast ice floe, shrinking to black dots waving tiny arms, out of hearing. Then the rope thrown over the beam, the sleeping pill dropped in the palm with the long, lying lifeline, the window thrown open, the oven turned on, whatever. They made us participate in their own madness,because we couldn't help but retrace their steps, rethink their thoughts, and see that none of them led to us. We couldn't imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm."

(The Virgin Suicides, Jeffrey Eugenides)

Day 9- What are you currently reading?

Safran Foer doesn't disappoint. :D

Day 3: Your favorite author and favorite book by them

What happens on the Mile, stays on the Mile. Always has.

Day 2: A quote from "The Art of Racing in the Rain"

This is my favorite quote from the book:

“To live every day as if it had been stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To feel the joy of life, as Eve felt the joy of life. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter every day. To say I am alive, I am wonderful, I am. I am. That is something to aspire to.”

Aside from the above, here are other memorable quotes that I try to live by:

“There is no dishonor in losing the race. There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose.”

“That which we manifest is before us; we are the creators of our own destiny. Be it through intention or ignorance, our successes and our failures have been brought on by none other than ourselves.”


“[T]he race is long - to finish first, first you must finish.” 

“The car goes where the eyes go.”

Day 1: Your Favorite Book and why

 Day 1 - Your Favorite Book and Why

I have too many. But right now, I can't stop thinking about "The Art of Racing in the Rain".

 15 Day Books Challenge

Day 1- Your favorite book and why
Day 2- A quote from said book
Day 3- Your favorite author and favorite book by them
Day 4- Your favorite book from your childhood
Day 5- Guilty pleasure book
Day 6- If you were stranded on a desert island, what book would you want?
Day 7- Favorite movie adaptation of a book
Day 8- Favorite quote from any book
Day 9- What are you currently reading?
Day 10- Write a review of the last book you read
Day 11- Favorite book you had to read for school
Day 12- Favorite classic
Day 13- Favorite poet
Day 14- Post your favorite poem
Day 15- Recommend 5 books to your lovely followers :)
 
Challenge from this fabulous blog.

Another Unfinished Story

Angela’s send-off is tomorrow night. Did you hear me, Sunny? Tomorrow night’s my last chance to talk to her and ask her to go out on a date. I can hear her say ‘yes’ already. You believe me, don’t you? I’m gonna ask her out and she’ll say ‘yes’. I’m gonna take her here after and then, you’ll finally meet her. We’ll have a few more Budweisers and make out in this old and beaten leather couch. I’ll look into her eyes, brush her hair away from her face, and then...who knows.

But, how do I ask her? I’ve been devising how to approach her ever since the first day she stepped into our windowless office. I remember her wearing a crisp white button down, her tight skirt hugging her cute butt, and her wavy hair framing her elfin features. Every guy craned his neck to blatantly stare at her swinging hips as she walked down the corridors to where her designated seat was. To my surprise, her seat was next to mine. I turned to look at her but had to quickly jerk my head away because I saw her looking. And then, the most amazing thing happened, she tapped me on the shoulder. SHE TAPPED ME. Can you believe it? She tapped me on the shoulder and said hello. I acknowledged her with a curt nod and returned to staring blankly at my computer screen. I pretended I was working intently. My fingers started tapping the keyboard automatically, aimlessly: asfjeopjrklnskhek’wefwlfj. Inside I was dancing but, of course, I can’t let her see that. I didn’t want her to think I was easy.

Since then, I’ve left her dozens of anonymous post-it notes and glass menageries to show her how suave I am.  The post-it notes she threw in the trash but the glass menageries she kept. She especially liked cat menageries. See? She’s my soulmate. She likes the same animals I like. I’m sure that you two will get along well. Hey, stop hissing. We’re still best of friends, man. Don’t be jealous. Stop looking so forlorn. Sunny, you’re not even a female cat so snap out of it. There, good boy.

It’s weird, though, because she never did once ask me if I knew who was giving her the post-it notes or the menageries. She just took them as if she was used to being showered with anonymous love letters and glass animals.  I tried to give her a hint that those came from me. One day, I signed my initials on the note but, like any other day, she crumpled the note without even reading it. 

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And then I got stumped again on what to write next.

Image from here.

Nosedive

THEN DO IT YOURSELF.