O, Woe is Me

     I am one unfortunate chick.  Yes, I just called myself a chick.  Never done that before.  (Or have I?)  Read an email my mom received about my drama class... apparently I have to write a character analysis and a character diary by Friday.  I had no clue.  She probably told us the day of our auditions, but I forgot.  But that's not all, no siree.  While researching my character (I had only 5 lines and no clue what my character was like) I found out that I also play a different part (I'm playing a character who is in a play).  
     I'm in Shakespeare's, A Midsummer Night's Dream.  My character is Robin Starveling and I found out that Robin Starveling's character is the Moonlight.  So now I have three more lines to memorize, two days before the first drama class.  How did you not know that you were another character, you might ask.  Well, I guess that's what happens when you don't read the script.  But really, I couldn't understand half of the play.  I figured there was no point in reading through it.  I was obviously wrong.  Please, pity me.  No, don't.  I don't need your pity!  *Stomps out and slams the door*
     Sorry, I did overreact a little bit, didn't I?  But really, it is my fault.  No matter how much I try to blame someone else for not telling me I was playing Moonshine, I have to remember that it was all my fault.  I'm a slacker, and now I have to pay for it.  I will say it again, "I AM A SLACKER!"  I'm told that the first step to fixing the problem is to acknowledge the fact that you have a problem.  As hard as it may be.  *sigh*
     But as I was reading about my character, I realized something that made me feel a little better.  My character "...is often considered one of the more humorous in the play, as he uses a lantern in a failed attempt to portray Moonshine and is wittily derided by his audience."*  I told my mom and she told me that now I have a lot to live up to.  More stress, great.  
     I know, I know.  Usually I'm really optimistic.  Right now I am not being that person.  But it's not my fault!  It's... erm... some one else's?

~Alyssa
 
*Thank you, Wikipedia.