Mercutio 0wnz j00!!
Jun. 7th, 2004 06:56 pmWhee! Still riding the euphoria today. I did my English R&J bit, the Queen Mab speech, and I got a 100! Yay! Of course, I did do the whole thing (it's huge), but it was fun! How was I supposed to cut it off?
I've been in Mercutio-mode ever since. I keep feeling tempted to put my feet up on furniture and start making (even more) sarcastic comments (than I do already).
On the other hand, I took my hair out of its braid and ponytailed it for the monologue, and it'll be a nightmare by the time I rebraid it. Stupid hair. Eats things, I swear it does.
The rest of the class was, and I say this honestly, pathetic. As in, delivering the lines in a monotone that sounds like they're a)reading from the book, b)have no idea what they're saying, and c)don't even know it that well. I am disappointed.
On t'other hand, Latin class was the pits. I ended up (somehow, I honestly do not remember how) in the middle of the student-teacher war, which culminated in one boy asking me if I wanted to fight, me (already in Mercutio Mode) saying 'sure', the teacher sending him to the office for harassment, and me being turned upon by all the vocal element of the class. But I did not bite them. So there.
Still in the grips of inferiority complex. Bah.
I've been in Mercutio-mode ever since. I keep feeling tempted to put my feet up on furniture and start making (even more) sarcastic comments (than I do already).
On the other hand, I took my hair out of its braid and ponytailed it for the monologue, and it'll be a nightmare by the time I rebraid it. Stupid hair. Eats things, I swear it does.
The rest of the class was, and I say this honestly, pathetic. As in, delivering the lines in a monotone that sounds like they're a)reading from the book, b)have no idea what they're saying, and c)don't even know it that well. I am disappointed.
On t'other hand, Latin class was the pits. I ended up (somehow, I honestly do not remember how) in the middle of the student-teacher war, which culminated in one boy asking me if I wanted to fight, me (already in Mercutio Mode) saying 'sure', the teacher sending him to the office for harassment, and me being turned upon by all the vocal element of the class. But I did not bite them. So there.
Still in the grips of inferiority complex. Bah.