It was nearly nine thirty when Hermia finally desides to show up at the old oak tree.We had walked for miles and I do admit I got a us just a little bit lost. It was only because night fell early and I lost my sense of direction in the dark. However it wasn't a big deal, I told Hermia we must find a place to make camp and we can start fresh in the morning. I tried to sleep beside her but she would not take part in any of that. So we had to sleep separated, we said our goodnights and then I awoke to beautiful Helena walking oh so lonley in the forrest. Thats when it all made sense to me, almost as if it was magic of some sort. Why was I wasteing my presious time on Hermia when I could devote my heart and soul to the magnifisent Helena? The trouble now is how am I ever going to get rid of  that piece of rubbish, Hermia and get Helena to stop loving Demetrius and take my hand in marrage? Why does everything have to be so complicating?....