A Flair for the Dramatic

*Curtain Up*

I'm supposed to be in bed, but I had to tell you something that won't surprise any one of you. I found out how I am going to survive this last semester at Simpson, riddled with difficult Bible classes and tough upper division Comm major work. It's called: Drama Class. On the first night I told the teacher that I needed a creative outlet, fully expecting to be shown a fancy electrical plate. Instead I was handed a script. My heart has not been this delighted since... well, it's been a long time.

*Curtain Down*