Shakespeare's got to be paid, son
[For he's] A man whose blood / Is very snow-broth; one who never feels /The wanton stings and motions of the sense/
- from Measure for Measure
I have a Shakespeare final at 11 a.m. tomorrow. Lame.
It will consist of 5 scenes from three plays we read this semester, and I have to explain each scene.
Then!
I will have four possible essay topics and I have to write on two of them.
All in three hours, of course.
Not only do I have to study for this final, but I have write six journal entries on my Shakespeare performance that I was involved with. If I didn't tell you, I was Sir Toby from Twelfth Night. I was a drunk knight who lost his pants in this scene; I also helped to come up with a plot to embarrass the jerk in the play--Malvolio.
I danced in front of the class without pants!
I had a double layer of undies, though--gay briefs and Christmas boxer briefs.
I walked around campus for the rest of the day without pants.
I was complemented on my legs, too.
Yes for being an attention whore.
The final exam can't be too bad--I mean, the professor gave us six possible essay topics and 10 possible scene passages on a nice review sheet about two weeks ago. But alas, I hardly looked at this sheet in those two weeks. Shiet.
I read good plays this semester--Twelfth Night, As You Like It and Measure for Measure--so I'm kind of disappointed with me in the fact that I might do these plays justice come tomorrow morning. I should get back to studying, though. As part of my study session, I'm watching She's the Man with Amanda Bynes. Many don't know this, but She's the Man is a modern adaptation of Twelfth Night.
- from Measure for Measure
I have a Shakespeare final at 11 a.m. tomorrow. Lame.
It will consist of 5 scenes from three plays we read this semester, and I have to explain each scene.
Then!
I will have four possible essay topics and I have to write on two of them.
All in three hours, of course.
Not only do I have to study for this final, but I have write six journal entries on my Shakespeare performance that I was involved with. If I didn't tell you, I was Sir Toby from Twelfth Night. I was a drunk knight who lost his pants in this scene; I also helped to come up with a plot to embarrass the jerk in the play--Malvolio.
I danced in front of the class without pants!
I had a double layer of undies, though--gay briefs and Christmas boxer briefs.
I walked around campus for the rest of the day without pants.
I was complemented on my legs, too.
Yes for being an attention whore.
The final exam can't be too bad--I mean, the professor gave us six possible essay topics and 10 possible scene passages on a nice review sheet about two weeks ago. But alas, I hardly looked at this sheet in those two weeks. Shiet.
I read good plays this semester--Twelfth Night, As You Like It and Measure for Measure--so I'm kind of disappointed with me in the fact that I might do these plays justice come tomorrow morning. I should get back to studying, though. As part of my study session, I'm watching She's the Man with Amanda Bynes. Many don't know this, but She's the Man is a modern adaptation of Twelfth Night.