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Last year, I passed by the IFC Theatre for the first time on my way to a conference at NYU, and since I watch the IFC channel on TV, the theatre intrigued me enough to promise myself that I would go one day. Finally, I got my chance on Tuesday; little did I know it would be hell getting there. I knew I should have looked up the directions beforehand, but I was in a rush and decided to wing it based on the directions someone had fleetingly said. Bad choice! My dad has always told me “Don’t rely on other people; if you have to do something, do it yourself” and this was one of those times I should’ve listened.

After a meeting at Baruch College, I ran quickly to the 6 train, got off at 14th street, almost got on the L train because I thought it went to West 4th Street and subsequently became lost.  So, after asking a nice passenger how to get to West 4th, I hurried back to the 6 train, got off at Astor Place and was still lost. Luckily, I am not too proud to ask, and asked for directions to West 4th, resulting in a 15 minute power-walk to the theatre. But guess who I saw on my way there?! I passed by Arianna Huffington! However, even she could not stop me from my goal— to get to the theatre before 2:30! If you know me well, I hate being late. So with a few minutes left, I practically broke jaywalking laws to get there.

And I made it with with less than 30 second to spare — breathing heavy, sweating under my jacket, and stumbling in the dark to find a seat in the small theatre. After taking a seat, I took out my notebook (yes, I can write in the dark) and waited for the the short films to begin. At the end of all the films, I must say this: All the drama in the films were definitely worth all the drama it took for me to see them.