So, with the final year-end interviews have finished, the first year of my experience at RDC's Theatre Performance & Creation Program has officially wrapped up! A long year of working, leading, and playing has come to a close.
I. Judgment Day
And many people know how much I appreciate the company of people. I'm pretty confident that a lot of these people will be ones that I'll be still talking to long after our college experience is over and we move on to living in a cardboard box, whoring ourselves for our craft. Never would've thought of sticking with these people. And yes, I'm a very very very cynical individual. My long hours spent watching Judge Judy and the People's Court have made me into a sharp and judgmental tool.
Then again, I've always been a bit judgmental from the start. But you know, sometimes you've just got to be a prick that way. The world would not be an interesting place if there weren't any people who laugh at every thing. I like laughing at idiots making further idiots of themselves through their idiotic acts. But I digress. Anyways, I'll echo a sentiment that I had mentioned in another post from a long, long time ago: I thought I would hate all of these people, but I've come to love spending time with many of them. I feel really bad that I'm not getting to see many of them over the summer, actually.
Holy shit, that was cheesy.
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II. Roadkill Cafe
The year also introduced many of my peers to my great fear of roadkill. I hate roadkill. It freaks the pants off of me. I don't like looking at crushed bodies of Disney characters. 81% of roadkill are mammals, 15% are birds, 3% are reptiles and amphibians, and 1% are INDISCERNIBLE. Indiscernible!
THAT MEANS THAT THEY'VE BEEN TANKED SO HARD THAT NOT EVEN GOD CAN RECOGNIZE THEM! IMAGINE CHUCKING A RAW EGG INTO A GARBAGE DISPOSAL. EXCEPT THAT THE EGG IS A LIVE ANIMAL. AND ALSO STINKY.
Things like that freak me out. Quite. I'll walk you through my experience.
As I sort of make out the shape in the distance, my mind attempts to prepare me for the worst:
And as the vehicle quickly closes in on the shape, my very being shakes from the likely possibility of the presence of an animal's ravaged carcass on the side of the road:
Soon, the body is in plain and clear sight and my human soul evaporates from my body like water on the Sun.
Eventually, I release all of my terror through a vocalization of primal trepidation, much to the bemusement of my peers in the particular automobile. I collapse into a heap of my own self-pity. I cease to exist, even for a moment.
As you can see, I fear roadkill with a passion.
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III.
Despite a very exciting first year, it had its share of cruddy moments.
The year also happened to be full of some... uh... difficulties, to say the least.
I suppose everyone has a Tyra Banks moment, where they seemingly snap out of nowhere, provide a verbal autobiography of their entire life in thirty seconds, have a giant acid-spitting iguana emerge from your cracking skin, burn an acid hole into the floor, devour a person, and slither away into the dark sewers below.
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In the end, despite any stresses, hardships, frustrations and arguments, we still came together as an ensemble. Each individual has something to bring to the table and we've got through the year by working together like a cohesive unit of lemmings - without the 'walking off a cliff' part, though that is debatable.
But now, I've got four months of the sun to look forward to. I'm going to make sure that I make the most out of it - seeing all of my good friends, enjoying some new places, and simply enjoying the summer!
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