Thankful (for a classmate)

Thanksgiving is coming up, so why not write about being thankful for a friend in my British Literature class. Honestly, the class is already interesting enough to keep me awake, but having a friend can sometimes give me a laugh. I am thankful for my classmate, Stephanie.

Stephanie, the girl that sits next to me, is such a sweet friend, always laughing when Milton and I are goofing around. If had to do some sort of group work activity, she is one of the few people I would go to. To be honest, we haven't met before I transferred from the 1st period class. But I'm glad that I found some friends within 2nd period, such as Stephanie.

It isn't fair just to write about just one of my classmates, so how about another? You can't forget Milton Woods, the mischief. Always trying to throw garbage wrappers into my bag. Always pointing out the window at some stranger to get my attention. Saying the most ridiculous stuff, that sometimes I just want to hit him with a book (just kidding, too extreme). But all of these things are things that a friend would do.

You guys better write about me. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Then he is dead?

Towards the end of Macbeth, we had to decide if whether Macbeth's actions to obtain all of his title and glory were worth the troubles. We can easily identify the process in which Macbeth has been completely transformed into a different human being, more so a monster. Since the beginning of the play, where he was someone that others would look up to as a role model to someone that would commit horrendous actions to fulfill to meet his content in the end. At one point of the play, Macbeth hires a few henchmen to kill Banquo and his son, Fleance, to keep the prophecy alive. A question occurred to me while reading this scene, "Why didn't Macbeth kill Banquo himself?" A theory I came up with was that Macbeth did not want to kill Banquo himself because he did not want the blood of his closest friend on his hand. He could have possibly had some lurking feelings. This supports the idea of how slowly he transformed. Towards the end, he lost most of his friends and family in the process of being a king. Not only that, but his mentality has completely reversed. Macbeth carries no feelings, morals, or emotions that he once had. Even though, he reached his goal, struggles continue to add up on his shoulders. Ultimately, all of this leads to the takeover of Macbeth. Is all of this worth it? In my opinion, definitely not.