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They say it's your birthday...
Oct. 7th, 2006 05:28 pmHAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, BITCHES!!!
Thank you in advance for everyone who has given me happy birthday wishes and will now that they know it's my birthday. :D I am so excited, I cannot even tell you. For the first time in years I'm having an honest to god birthday party. I bought a $2.74 cake at Hy-Vee and everything.
So far 21 isn't that different, but we'll see. My friend Brian's birthday was yesterday and even though he's in my class, he's a year and a day older than me. I think he was held back a year or something in elementary. Anywho, yes. It was his birthday yesterday and he's coming to see me this afternoon and I'm so not heading down this road any further.
I've made little headway on term papers, mostly because I realized that my book review for Historian's Craft is due next Thursday and I have 120 more pages in Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling to read. It's a really great book, by the way, it talks about more than just Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel. It talks a great deal about papal politics, Raphael, the art of frescoing, among a host of other things. It's so great, I'm glad I chose to splurge and buy it. :D
I did my reaction paper for Desdemona: A Play About a Handkerchief last night. It was a really fascinating play, but looking back on it I'm going to tweak the paper some and maybe add a few things. I did spend an awful lot of time talking about - well. The director and actresses involved said that their characters (Desdemona, Emilia, and Bianca) had nothing in common with Shakespeare's women and basically all they shared was a name. My brain spent most of the play reconciling these women with the ones in Othello and really, I found aspects of them that would fit into Shakespeare's play. So I merely spent most of the two and a half pages supporting my argument of "I disagree with that statement." If you have the chance to read the play, you should. It's by Paula Vogel and is almost as powerful when you read it than it is if you see it.
... YAY 21.
Thank you in advance for everyone who has given me happy birthday wishes and will now that they know it's my birthday. :D I am so excited, I cannot even tell you. For the first time in years I'm having an honest to god birthday party. I bought a $2.74 cake at Hy-Vee and everything.
So far 21 isn't that different, but we'll see. My friend Brian's birthday was yesterday and even though he's in my class, he's a year and a day older than me. I think he was held back a year or something in elementary. Anywho, yes. It was his birthday yesterday and he's coming to see me this afternoon and I'm so not heading down this road any further.
I've made little headway on term papers, mostly because I realized that my book review for Historian's Craft is due next Thursday and I have 120 more pages in Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling to read. It's a really great book, by the way, it talks about more than just Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel. It talks a great deal about papal politics, Raphael, the art of frescoing, among a host of other things. It's so great, I'm glad I chose to splurge and buy it. :D
I did my reaction paper for Desdemona: A Play About a Handkerchief last night. It was a really fascinating play, but looking back on it I'm going to tweak the paper some and maybe add a few things. I did spend an awful lot of time talking about - well. The director and actresses involved said that their characters (Desdemona, Emilia, and Bianca) had nothing in common with Shakespeare's women and basically all they shared was a name. My brain spent most of the play reconciling these women with the ones in Othello and really, I found aspects of them that would fit into Shakespeare's play. So I merely spent most of the two and a half pages supporting my argument of "I disagree with that statement." If you have the chance to read the play, you should. It's by Paula Vogel and is almost as powerful when you read it than it is if you see it.
... YAY 21.
