Whoops.

First of all, before I explain anything, I must give you advise.
Go see The Drousy Chaperone at the Hale while you can. It's a wonderful comedy/musical. I loved it.
I cried.
Go see it.

now for what you actually wanted

If you talk to me at school, and we talk about my scene, you often will hear me complaining about how I have nothing to do with it anymore. I have learned my French perfectly. I know my objectives and tactics. I 'know' my character. I have done everything I could for this scene.

that is completely a lie

You see, I spent so much time on the broad picture of my scene, that I don't truly know who I am. Yes, I am Katharine. Yes, I am a princess. Yes, I am French. That's just what goes through my mind each time I think of who I am. Punk. No. That is not okay. I spent more time in the books, and on the internet trying to figure out who Katharine was, that I didn't know who's life I'm going to borrow and be.

While, I know I am Katharine, princess of France, I am so much more. I am a normal human be'an with just a few more responsibilties than most. I have been courted by old men. No big deal, right? Sure. I am just a girl. I am a girl who is still learning how to rule a country, a girl just discovering how to love.

Those books that I got, didn't teach me that.

wait, there's more

This is where I've made my biggest blunders. Seriously. I spent so much time thinking about myself, that I totally thought he wouldn't be bothered by a thing. I was thinking of convincing Shelley to give me back my big shpeal. If we did that, I would have to do something, I would probably thoroughly regret. (cooties, my friends.) I didn't care. I wanted my line. No big deal, right? Wrong. It took a question that wasn't directed at me to realize that I just don't have the bigger picture. Was I willing to do something I regret, for just one line? No way. Not anymore. Because this scene is so much more than me.

It's kind of like if God gives us a commandment, and we all think it is ridiculous. That there is no point to it, but we don't know the big picture. Punks, guys, just ask! You'll find out.

My friends, just... learn to love Shakespeare. You'll love it a lot. I'm not kidding.

Read the scriptures. Pray about them. You will know that they are true.

The end.