Springtime?

Blogging seems kind of pointless to me now that I've got the grade (the original reason I started this blog), and no one seems to read it, but I suppose it is therapeutic.

Libby shared a revelation with me about a week ago. She said something to the effect that people talked about two things mainly: the weather and time. Both are things we have absolutely no control over. Interesting, no? So of course, I want to rant about the weather. :)

Is it really spring? It's been so COLD lately! Snow in May! Ridiculous. I love the rain. It smells wonderful and leaves the world looking so beautiful, but I like a little bit of warm inbetween. May is almost over, and I still haven't had a chance to wear shorts yet.

Libby and I have been brushing up on our period films. We've watched North and South, Emma, Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion... you name it. They truly are great movies. Life is winding down, but once school is over, it will be work, work, work. Not to mention a summer college class I'm taking. Phew. Isn't being busy great?

If some poor soul is indeed reading this, I wish you the best of life that is possible in your circumstance, and suggest you read the book Frankenstein by Mary Shelley as it is absolutely phenomoner. (That is a word I've only heard used by my own family, but it is a rather nice word.)