If you are a regular reader of this blog, you have seen these before, and hopefully liked these quotes too. If you are new to the blog, these are true quotes and incidents from the people I interact with.  Please feel free to dig into the archives by clicking on “Funny Quotes” on the menu bar above.  I hope you have as much fun reading them as I have compiling them.  Thank you for sharing with me my silly life.


Don't fall for the British accent. It’s just the same B.S. that gets said over here; it just sounds different.
-Joe, giving last minute advise for visiting Europe. 


How did the parents of hogwarts not file a lawsuit? With giant snakes, spiders, and escaped convicts running rampant, its breeding grounds of litigation action.
-Jake


You should have already done your first draft yourself.  The first drafts are those hideous things that should never see the light of day. Don’t let them leave your laptop.
-Professor, about starting our thesis


How does an 'A' paper make me feel? It makes me feel good about you, and confident in you, and then it keeps getting depressing from there. B, C, D… and then an F paper is… you are dead to me.
-the same professor, on grading.


Me: What can you do when someone's car alarm starts and blares for the whole damn night?
Jenn: Sledgehammer. There is not a jury in the world that would convict.
-after staying up most of the night because of that alarm.


Every year more and more countries are allowing more and more people to marry whoever they want to marry... or whoever they can get to marry them.
-Bee, on gay marriage 


So what happens now? Does anyone remember this from last year? *Silence* Does anyone remember last year at all?
- Finance Professor, while explaining a concept we learned (or should have learned) during our first year


We are on a house fly hunting mission. There are three house flies in my kitchen. If you see them, you show them no mercy.
-the instructions my friend received upon entering my apartment.

This is literally a garage turned into a coffee shop. Unpaved floor, raw walls, peeled bricks, and a rotting, what once was, a fireplace. It even has its garage door in tact that they roll up in the summers. It's metal panes are replaced with glass so that we can see outside during the winters. Different coffee equipments line one wall, and vintage wooden furniture fills in the empty space in the middle. A shelf in the far corner has old vintage cameras lined on it. Perhaps the owner of the shop is fond of photography too. The couches on the far end by the brick wall are the oldest and the comfiest couches I have ever sat on. But I don't sit on the couches very often. Like a cat, I prefer sitting in the far corner of the shop with my back against the wall, the garage door to my side, and the entire coffee shop to my front.

There is an old map on the wall by the restroom, which looks like the map of South America? How in the world does South America fit into this picture? Oh, coffee beans. Right.

As I sip my beautifully crafted cappuccino, a man and a woman enter the shop holding hands, and a story begin to form in my head.   A story waiting to be told, right there.

Writers cannot mind their own business. We live for this kind of adventure. Everything is a story. Everything is worth exploring. Every. Single. Damn. Thing. Can you imagine having so much in your head? Not being able to control making stories out of everything? Seeing meaning behind every single piece of crap you lay your eyes on. Dissecting every relationship, carving out every face your memory can conjure. No wonder we are crazy.  Writers cannot be loyal to anything else but their art. There were so many times I was offered to write for money, but I couldn't do it. It felt as if I was cheating on my lover. Writing is not a job or a career. Authors are not made, they are born. Writers are crazy. The better the writer, the crazier she is. People develop a fascination with a writer they like. But you don't want to really get to know a writer. You can't really know a writer. Because a writer is not one  person.

Ironically, I look up and accidentally glance at the black and white banner by the counter, with the famous Steve Jobs quote: "Here's to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs, the square holes, the ones who see things differently...."