Roger That

I am distraught.

Why is that so, Ariella? you may ask.

In Which I Mull over the Past and Plan the Future

Wow, I think I'm taking a week off from blogging and then…three months pass. To quote Slaughter-House Five, "so it goes." I don't know, I suppose I've been feeling a sense of ennui lately, lacking motivation to do anything. Maybe I've been sleeping too much? (NOOO, my hypothalamus cries). Though, to be fair, I have been working on one of my longest stories to date (past 60,000 words and still going! Yay!), but…still. Anyway, sorry to neglect you, dearest blog, but you are like a new toy that loses its luster after a few fleeting moments.

Farewell, Summer

I was happy that this summer I managed to somewhat complete my goal that I was too lazy to do last year (I'm glaring at you, younger self); watch two movies a day. While I couldn't squeeze them in every day, I was on that basic track, and thus had the most cinema-filled season of my life up to this point. Here's the list of the films I watched, and I'll *asterisk my new favorites.

The Sacrifices I Make for Academia…

I'm such a genius for creating a blog smack in the middle of finals season, eh? Gape at my astounding foresight, mortals.

…Anyway, the basic gist is that my play is over, and the swirling whirlpool that is exams and crammed-in assignments has replaced it. So, no movies for me, not until the 30th, at least. I'm already anticipating my mental breakdown arriving sometime this weekend.

To think that a few mere months ago I watched fifteen movies in two weeks. We have reached the Ultimate Paradox, friends.

I guess I should make this post movie-related. I'll end with a quote:

"It's all happening."

-Almost Famous


That about sums it up.