Monthly Archives: March 2014

Week 3: My Favorite Quotation

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“Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, then it’s not the end.” ~Ed Sheeran
This quote means a lot to me. Maybe because one of my favorite artists said it, maybe because of the poet-like quality of it, maybe even the message behind the words. All I know, is that when I’m feeling down, repeating this over and over again, will make me feel okay again.

One of the reasons why I like this quote is because it is sort-of like my stress reliever. Some people count to 10, some go cry alone, some use a stress ball. All I have to do is repeat this over and over again to myself, and instantly it makes me feel like whatever happened was done with, that it’s not the end of the world.

On top of that, this quote was was written by one of my favorite artists, Ed Sheeran. He is a big inspiration to me, and his story also gives some meaning behind his words. When he first tried to get into the music business, he was instantly rejected. Nobody liked his quirky quality, his bright red hair, the fact that he was different. You had to sound like every other singer in the industry. That was when Ed got very depressed. He started singing his songs alone outside, oblivious to the rest of the world. Then one day, a record dealer heard him pkaying, and immediately asked him to record some songs in the studio. He turned out to be a hit.

So basically, for me, this quote is saying, always follow your dreams and never give up. Everything will be okay in the end.

(what is your favorite quote, and what does it mean to you? write in the comments below!)

Week 2: Oh, The Places You’ll Go! [In Austin, TX]

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White Christmas lights were hanging around the ceiling. You could hear some Italian folk-music playing in the background, drowned out by the lively chatter of adults to small children. Austin has so many great places to see, but my favorite, by far, is Mimi’s Cafe.

To start off with, the food is especially delectable. The salads are crunchy with bittersweet olives, the sodas melt into your mouth with a burning taste in your throat, even the ice-cream sundaes have a rich chocolate-y flavor and is always topped off with extra whipped cream. For the kids, the spicy spaghetti and juicy, tender burgers are a crowd-pleaser. Ugh, my mouth is watering just thinking about it!

To top it off, the Italian decor is beautiful. As I mentioned earlier, there are festive Christmas lights hanging around the ceiling, and Italian music playing. But, there are also homely photographs of nice customers, and my favorite, elegant chandeliers hanging all over the ceiling. The whole place looks sort-of like a queen’s ballroom and a homely resteraunt combined, a very pretty Italian vibe.

So, if you are ever in need for new foods to try out, or have to take your child to celebrate an award, Mimi’s Cafe is always a crowd-pleaser.

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Question of passion

The inky darkness swirled around me. I couldn’t see the light. I couldn’t see anything. I was alone.

The inability to find him, my mysterious Angel, scared me. Whenever I called for him, even in my dreams, he always came, until now. My eyes started adjusting to the darkness, slowly, but surely. My head was turning, front to back, side to side, trying to comprehend my surroundings. Finally I stopped looking. I kept seeing the same thing. Myself. The room was full of mirrors.

The thought that someone might, just might, rescue me brought a little happiness. I lay down on the floor, trying to go to sleep, seeing as I couldn’t do anything. Many hours passed, but I couldn’t go into a full sleep. I was in the middle, just at the edge of the land of nightmares. Suddenly, I saw it. Whether it was a trick of my imagination or not, I saw a light. It was just a small sliver, probably reflected by some of the looking glasses.

Instantaneously, I heard the euphonious sound of the violin being played, a harmonious symphony of notes emerging into one production. My legs felt like jelly, and I perceived that my body was slowly trudging its way towards a gigantic mirror. As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn’t help but sing along to the melody that was being played by the violin. I felt my pitch go higher and higher and right as I reached the top note, the mirror collapsed, and in its place was a boat, wavering left and right, in a smoky river. I detected something wrong in the picture almost immediately: the Phantom was steering the boat.

I pivoted, quick as I could, trying to find a way out, but I was trapped. The Phantom grabbed my hand in one fluid motion, and put me down carefully onto the boat. “Am I now prey to your lust of flesh?” I questioned, furious.

“Oh Christine, turn around and face your fate: an eternity of this before your eyes”, he bellowed, maliciously.

All I could do, was cry.

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