Theater major for a day...

*I went to the drawing class the next Monday to see if it was going to start. I asked another student where the classroom was and they pointed me in the right direction. I sat down and a guy came in behind me and asked me my name and if I was excited to take Directing . . . I didn’t want him to know that I was in the wrong class so I said “yes” and then he told me that he was a theater major. I sat in the class for what felt like ten minutes. Finally, I got up enough courage to ask him again what class it was and where the drawing class was being offered. I had the right room that was posted on the time table, they just rearranged the timetable to fit their needs so the classerooms were switched. I was so close to sitting through the entire directing class because I did not want to stand up and have every one look at me as the crazy mzungu who had the wrong classroom, but I also did not want to sit through an hour of directing at seven in the morning.