My brain hurts
It's official, I have the worst scene partner in the history of students performing Shakespeare! Our first scene is from The Taming of the Shrew, Act 2: Scene 1. It's Kate and Petruchio's first meeting, from Kate's entrance to when she strikes him. Pretty short, in other words. Also, pretty darn easy to understand.
Unless you're my partner.
He hasn't even read the whole play, doesn't get overall point of the scene, let alone what the individual lines mean, and hasn't memorized it yet. We perform on Tuesday morning. Thanks to his wonderful urge to cooperate and give a little (/sarcasm) we had our first meeting on Wednesday. That was the day he informed me he hadn't actually looked at our scene yet and asked me to read it to him and summarize the play. Really, looking back, it's a miracle I didn't just lunge across the table and strangle him right then.
Yesterday was our second meeting. I had plans for Friday, but he didn't want to give up his weekend for something as trivial as school work, so nooo, I canceled. We spent three hours running the scene over and over and over. He still didn't know the lines. The one time he tried to do it off-book, he didn't make it more than a quarter of the way through. And he cannot seem to grasp the idea of an exclamatory phrase. "Why, what's a movable?" really isn't hard to say. But no, he can't seem to wrap his mind around the idea that "why" isn't a question, it's an exclamation. That's only one example, of course. I'm kind of wondering what ever possessed him to sign up for this course in the first place. Obviously not any deep-rooted love of Shakespeare, acting, or English lit.
Our finally practice for scene #1 is on Monday morning. Once again, Mr. Thoughtful couldn't be bothered to compromise, so I'll be skipping out on going to the gym. I'll also be missing my workouts for the first two rehearsals for our second scene (Hamlet).
Oh, yeah...I said that Wednesday was our first practice and that we present on Tuesday? Well, on Thursday I said that I wanted to go ahead and schedule a couple of meetings for the next scene now. He suggested the first meeting be October 4th, a week before it's due. I pointed out that I'd rather not wait until the last minute on that one and suggested an earlier day. His response? "I don't think this is the last minute." Hello?! The dumb-ass doesn't even has his lines down four days before the performance and that's not the last minute?! *screams*
And I'm stuck with this loser for three scenes and an entire semester. Somebody shoot me, please.
In other news, I have my first exam on Tuesday. It's in Development of World Civilizations and it's essay. I'm not worried about it, but I still spent the day studying for it. The only problem is that Dev World Civ is nearly identical to my Archaeology class, so I'm blurring the two together. But I suppose that doesn't actually matter, since they both cover the same material. As long as I know it, it doesn't matter which text or notes it came from.
Oh, and tomorrow I'm going to play around with my mood theme and see if I can figure out how to customize it.
Unless you're my partner.
He hasn't even read the whole play, doesn't get overall point of the scene, let alone what the individual lines mean, and hasn't memorized it yet. We perform on Tuesday morning. Thanks to his wonderful urge to cooperate and give a little (/sarcasm) we had our first meeting on Wednesday. That was the day he informed me he hadn't actually looked at our scene yet and asked me to read it to him and summarize the play. Really, looking back, it's a miracle I didn't just lunge across the table and strangle him right then.
Yesterday was our second meeting. I had plans for Friday, but he didn't want to give up his weekend for something as trivial as school work, so nooo, I canceled. We spent three hours running the scene over and over and over. He still didn't know the lines. The one time he tried to do it off-book, he didn't make it more than a quarter of the way through. And he cannot seem to grasp the idea of an exclamatory phrase. "Why, what's a movable?" really isn't hard to say. But no, he can't seem to wrap his mind around the idea that "why" isn't a question, it's an exclamation. That's only one example, of course. I'm kind of wondering what ever possessed him to sign up for this course in the first place. Obviously not any deep-rooted love of Shakespeare, acting, or English lit.
Our finally practice for scene #1 is on Monday morning. Once again, Mr. Thoughtful couldn't be bothered to compromise, so I'll be skipping out on going to the gym. I'll also be missing my workouts for the first two rehearsals for our second scene (Hamlet).
Oh, yeah...I said that Wednesday was our first practice and that we present on Tuesday? Well, on Thursday I said that I wanted to go ahead and schedule a couple of meetings for the next scene now. He suggested the first meeting be October 4th, a week before it's due. I pointed out that I'd rather not wait until the last minute on that one and suggested an earlier day. His response? "I don't think this is the last minute." Hello?! The dumb-ass doesn't even has his lines down four days before the performance and that's not the last minute?! *screams*
And I'm stuck with this loser for three scenes and an entire semester. Somebody shoot me, please.
In other news, I have my first exam on Tuesday. It's in Development of World Civilizations and it's essay. I'm not worried about it, but I still spent the day studying for it. The only problem is that Dev World Civ is nearly identical to my Archaeology class, so I'm blurring the two together. But I suppose that doesn't actually matter, since they both cover the same material. As long as I know it, it doesn't matter which text or notes it came from.
Oh, and tomorrow I'm going to play around with my mood theme and see if I can figure out how to customize it.