You Can Just Visit, But I Plan to Stay
Sorry I haven't written here in a while, but lots of stuff has been happening. I finished A+P, and apparently I have a higher GPA in that class than everyone else according to my teacher, so that is damn fine! ^_^
This week was also very draining. Mom had set up an appointment to have the house visited by an exterminator to get rid of some ants, and we had to take out our 3 dogs, so I had to come over to help her out.
It was also show weekend, so I had to stay longer than usual to help with that as well. But there were some great shows there, including for the first time a collaborative improv show with another theater group. Where I live is considered a rich part of Rhode Island, and the group we worked with is from a poorer part. But as my dad said, it was all just a bunch of theater kids having fun in the end.
And my dad also directed a production of Tennessee William's The Glass Menagerie. My dad had actually said to me that he didn't think I would like it because one of the characters, Laura, has all the classic signs of untreated Asperger's syndrome (it was the 40s, and I am also an Asperger's person). He thought that it would bother me that we were so similar. But my reaction couldn't be farther from that. It was very similar to my reaction to Death of a Salesman, except I didn't cry. While I do agree that Laura probably did have Asperger's syndrome, she clearly had a lot of potential, especially when speaking with her "gentleman caller," but she could not escape from the smothering presence of her delusional backwards mother Amanda, who was actually played by my younger sister, the teen one that often is domineering herself. That was the character that did bother me, and simply reminded me of the dysfunction in my own family, just like Salesman. She did quite a good job, but the sad part is that I could perhaps see her behaving somewhat like this when she grows up. She was simply playing an extreme, exaggerated version of herself. That being said, I do not hate it at all. In fact I am quite fascinated. Perhaps when I was very young I was more like her, but I was lucky to live in a more supportive era and have at least one supportive parent (my mom.) And it was a hollow victory for Laura's brother Tom, when he finally left for good. He may have been a normal person and had the strength to stand up to her and escape and have a future, but his last monologue shows his guilt for leaving his sister behind ("Blow out your candles").
Well, anyway, I only have a couple of days to recover before Mom comes over to pick me up as the family is going to Old Orchard Beach in Maine. Since we have added 3 boys to the group, who are all really nice by the way, we can't fit everyone into a 7 person car anymore, so we have to take 2. That is very nice because for once I won't have to shut myself out with my Zune while everyone else babbles. It will just be me and Mom and a bunch of CDs. It is also a great place to go because everything we want to do is within walking distance and I can head out on my own. Maybe I can get a bit buzzed for the first time since I am now of legal age, yay!
This week was also very draining. Mom had set up an appointment to have the house visited by an exterminator to get rid of some ants, and we had to take out our 3 dogs, so I had to come over to help her out.
It was also show weekend, so I had to stay longer than usual to help with that as well. But there were some great shows there, including for the first time a collaborative improv show with another theater group. Where I live is considered a rich part of Rhode Island, and the group we worked with is from a poorer part. But as my dad said, it was all just a bunch of theater kids having fun in the end.
And my dad also directed a production of Tennessee William's The Glass Menagerie. My dad had actually said to me that he didn't think I would like it because one of the characters, Laura, has all the classic signs of untreated Asperger's syndrome (it was the 40s, and I am also an Asperger's person). He thought that it would bother me that we were so similar. But my reaction couldn't be farther from that. It was very similar to my reaction to Death of a Salesman, except I didn't cry. While I do agree that Laura probably did have Asperger's syndrome, she clearly had a lot of potential, especially when speaking with her "gentleman caller," but she could not escape from the smothering presence of her delusional backwards mother Amanda, who was actually played by my younger sister, the teen one that often is domineering herself. That was the character that did bother me, and simply reminded me of the dysfunction in my own family, just like Salesman. She did quite a good job, but the sad part is that I could perhaps see her behaving somewhat like this when she grows up. She was simply playing an extreme, exaggerated version of herself. That being said, I do not hate it at all. In fact I am quite fascinated. Perhaps when I was very young I was more like her, but I was lucky to live in a more supportive era and have at least one supportive parent (my mom.) And it was a hollow victory for Laura's brother Tom, when he finally left for good. He may have been a normal person and had the strength to stand up to her and escape and have a future, but his last monologue shows his guilt for leaving his sister behind ("Blow out your candles").
Well, anyway, I only have a couple of days to recover before Mom comes over to pick me up as the family is going to Old Orchard Beach in Maine. Since we have added 3 boys to the group, who are all really nice by the way, we can't fit everyone into a 7 person car anymore, so we have to take 2. That is very nice because for once I won't have to shut myself out with my Zune while everyone else babbles. It will just be me and Mom and a bunch of CDs. It is also a great place to go because everything we want to do is within walking distance and I can head out on my own. Maybe I can get a bit buzzed for the first time since I am now of legal age, yay!