Hopes And Expectations

I’m not sure if I’m going to continue working on Achilles and the London Boy.

I’m not sure where the plot is going, and I don’t think my characters are really thought-out, so I think I’ll scrap the project. But, I’ve really enjoyed working on it, and I think that a lot of the scenes have promise on their own. Well, I just wanted to let you all know.

Factual

She wants to learn 75 languages

Is life not just a scramble to get things done before a deadline that you don’t even know the time of?

we had been late for coffee

Dear June, please be good to me.

I haven’t finished Emma yet, but I have a theory. I’ve had this theory ever since we first saw Emma, Harriet, and Mr. Elton in a room together, but I’m just sharing it now. I think Mr. Elton might like Emma and not Harriet? No, I’m nearly positive. I guess we’ll see?

This very morning, my history professor picked up the book I was reading, looked me in the eye, and said “Don’t read Wuthering Heights.” He then proceeded to walk away and continue class.

“Vive vitam tuam, nam morte tua morieris.”

Live your own life, for you will die your own death.

I went to see Mozart’s Don Giovanni in the estates theatre, where it had originally debuted in 1788.