I have this one Friend (my Literary Friend) who is... how shall I say it...? Eccentric to say the least. From being young he has always been a little bit of an oddball (we have been in the same school since we were infants), he used to get bullied for it quite a bit. I think that when he was young he used to force his eccentric personality on people as he was insecure but now he has grown he accepts it comfortable and revels in his individuality. If you are wondering what category his eccentricity falls into just think about the kind of people you would find a Cambridge he loves poetry, makes his own Jam (I got a jar of it for christmas, divine I made him monogrammed hankerchiefs in exchange), talks the Queens English... I think you get the picture.
Anyway I have gone compleately off topic. Today we were started Macbeth in English lit and our teacher asked who would like to play Macbeth, all eyes turned to said fellow, he accepted the role. If you have read or seen the play you will know Macbeth does not make an appearence until a little way into the action. Everyone else was just reading in their normal tone and then enters Macbeth, the class almost held their breath (he has a reputation his attempted southen american accent was legendary), and he did not dissapoint, I don't think words could do his accent justice. One of the brilliant things was in any scene which he was a part of the other people reading also started putting on a slight accent to contend. It really cheered up my day I must say.
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