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Jolly good, wot! Anyone for tennis? That'll be ten ponies, guv. You're the epitome of everything that is english. Yey :) Hoist that Union Jack!

How British are you?

this quiz was made by alanna

...even the quiz results challenge my Americanism.

Just because I happen to know the names of some prime ministers and enjoy sheppard's pie does not make me British! Damnit! It's like how I don't want to end up a teacher, but the universe has concluded that I will, and taunts me at every step with my future as a grizzled, frustrated female Priest, or Dix 2.0, bitterly cursing the apathy of my students and lecturing angrily under my breath. I might even have to deal with some snotty, snarky little mini-me. No job on earth pays enough for that.

In other news, DAMN I want to be an Oxford Girl. I mean, in addition to EVERYTHING else, if I were I could join the Oxford Studio Theater Club. That would warm my heart. In addition to being a ton of fun and putting on good productions year round (right now AN EVENING WITH GARY LINEKER, which looks interesting from what I've read of it), the guy in charge is pals w/ Terry Pratchett and once a year the company puts on a play adapted from a Discworld novel.

Apparently, they translate to scripts much better than might be expected, what with a lot of the humor relying on the charm of the narrative and the footnotes and such. This give me hope for future movies working out well. I would come in and fill out an application, and despite my American Accent complete with regional drawl, and limited thespian experience, they might condescend to let me make their coffee. That would ROCK. They are cooler than cool beans. And I say that with awe.

...how the hell am I going to get to Oxford? I am a series of vague dreams and little impetus to realize any of them. If I knew what I wanted, I might well know how to get it. Still, it is possible- it would be very cool. I want to go there for grad school so much- this is like reason #72. Hmm.