Because Summer is Coming To A Close

The summer heat will be but a memory and the allure of absolute freedom will cease to exist. Although the summer heat will still be apparent, it will radiate towards the walls of my new 'home'. Welcome me back, ARSA! There is a difference sweating in Paranaque and in the wonderful land of the Ateneo. May it be said that sweating inside the university every day is a privilege only a few experience. Ha! (And an air conditioned classroom is plain luck) Take that for perspective. I bid goodbye to summer.

I have entertained myself with 55 movie titles varying from the melodramatic to the likes of Monty Python. It was fun to view the movies with a more critical eye and the criticality of my views improved after every film. At least I think so. I was awakened to the slums of Rio de Janiero (City of God by Meirelles) and the older demon-themed horror films (like Rosemary's Baby by Polanski. I will check out the Exorcist eventually). The incoming year will prevent me from viewing my Kubrick, von Trier, Lang and all the other directors I have cherished in the short 2 and a half months I have already spent. It will leave me to wallow.

Swimming and driving are a few of the many things I have learned in the season. I have learned, yes. I now have the liberty to check that off my list. Though I have had fits of boredom (they were strong fits at that), the summer was productive as a whole. I can drive a manual and automatic car but am more proficient with the latter. I can swim in different styles. I looked through several good reads. I took a bite out of Fyodor Dostoyevsky's Crime and Punishment. I experienced the grandeur of Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby (which will be made into a movie soon starring my darling Leonardo di Caprio). My nose bled to Melville's epic, Moby Dick. I have finished almost a hundred Sudoku puzzles. The list shall go on. Do not get me started on the good TV shows I have come across.

There, approximately 1440 hours in a few paragraphs.