Happy birthday to Laura! Happy Unbirthday to me!

So, today is my bestie's birthday.  I think I got some kind of weird cosmic mix-up, because I am having an awesome day.  Hopefully Lar is having an awesome day too, otherwise it's unfair.

First thing, I completely forgot to do my homework for Script Analysis.  But, turns out I didn't have to... because we're reading... THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING EARNEST!  Which is only my favourite play, after all.  I've played Gwendolen twice and am currently scheming to play Cecily, and I can practically recite the play backwards.
Don't believe me?

Jack goes: On the contrary, Aunt Augusta, I’ve now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.
But before that Lady B went: My nephew, you seem to be displaying signs of triviality.
And before that they all went: At last! At last! At last!
And before Jack was like: My own one!
Which was a response to Gwendolen going: I can. For I feel that you are sure to change.
Which was because Jack said: Gwendolen, it is a terrible thing for a man to find out suddenly that all his life he has been speaking nothing but the truth. Can you forgive me?

Need I go on?
The best part was when the professor was trying to get out of us why Earnest is still so good after 120-some years.  Nobody was getting the answer she was looking for until I said "Because Oscar Wilde crafted an exceptional plot full of juxtapositions and reversals..." and she was so happy that I said it she practically kissed me.  But really, it's obvious, right? ;)

"Guess what, Cecily? I didn't have to do my homework because I've been in The Importance of Being Earnest! Twice!' "Really, Gwendolen? I had no idea."

The second best part was getting our Macbeth essays back.  I was terrified because I didn't think I did well.  We thought the essay was going to be due the next Wednesday and the professor changed her mind and wanted us to do it in class that Friday... and I discovered this Thursday night.  So I felt under-prepared and I wasn't feeling well.  And we wrote them in blue books, to boot.  I hate blue book essays.  When I write an essay I often write the middle first, then the closing and very last I write the introduction.  Obviously, when one is writing in a blue book instead of on the computer, one doesn't have that luxury.  It took me an hour to write the first page because I was agonizing over the exact words to use, and I only had an hour to write the rest.  Ooops.  Just as I started my second support paragraph, my arm died.  "The end!" my arm said. "I cannot possibly write another paragraph."  I suffered my way through that one.  As I was debating on my third point my brain said "Um... sorry, but I am completely done.  Then end.  No more."  So, I scrapped a couple brain cells together to come up with a half-decent emergency closing.   I barely wrote 4 pages, and she expected us to fill up almost the whole book.

The "Procrastination" episode of SpongeBob Squarepants perfectly illustrates how I write an essay.

So, I wasn't expecting to get a good grade at all.  In fact, I thought I'd be super lucky to get a C.  When I got to class and the professor mentioned she was going to give the essays back, I braced myself.  She prefaced by saying that 8.5 (out of 10) was the average grade.  Well, I got the essay back... and I got an 8.5!  Happy Day! 

Then, I made my way over to Acting II.  I really wasn't feeling it today, but, "carry on" and all that.  I made it to class in good time but the door was still locked, which isn't that unusual.  As a couple other students and I were waiting, someone got out their smartphone and checked their email... and it turns out that class was canceled!
So I got to go home and play Dragon Age II (the brand new squeal to one of my favourite RPGs, just got it yesterday... awesome, awesome game!) while Shane was still at HCC and Vi was still sleeping.  Which was excellent because the haggling over the Xbox has gotten intense since last night.  My virtual relatly fix sated, I have nothing to do for the rest of the day and can lounge around.  Yay!