So on Twitter I said that I had an epiphany about my existence and then Scott told me to share it with the class so here we go:
I get why we care so much about fictional characters. Why we lust over actors who are twice our age or live in another country. Why we care about vampires and werewolves and wizards and time lords. I understand now. We spend all our time looking and caring about them, because we can never have them. There is a 100% chance that we will never be able to get The Doctor or Karen Gillan to be with us. They can never make us romantically happy. However, real people, real friends and enemies and co-workers and classmates can. And they might just. And sometimes we will feel things for people, but there's always that chance that they won't feel those things for us back. And so we just hide all the worry and the pain and the regret and maybes and never weres into caring about fictional people. Fictional people/actors will never love you back. But somebody you know, might actually. And then freaks us out.
OKAY. So, uh, back to your normally scheduled blog etc.
I act. It's a thing that I do. I love doing it. I've been into theater since, third grade. I got into theater the year after I got over stage fright. I don't how I got over it, really. I just did. Y'know how in High School Musical 3, Ms. Darbus tells Troy that he looks comfortable on stage, and Troy says it's a place he can think? That's me, really, in a nutshell. That's how I am. My friend and I were talking during acting the other day, and we still projected and were not blocking each other. It could have been a scene from any play, just from our staging, but it wasn't. It was just us, talking. I love to act. It used to be about the center of attention for me, but it's not anymore. I just love the theater and what it stands for and what it does for people and communities and etc. This year, I have this wonderful acting teacher, Mr. Mowry, and he has kind of become like my second non-father father figure. Well, third, if you count the Doctor. I just look up to him so much because he's brilliant and a bit nerdy but he obviously cares about what he's teaching and about his students and I kind of need a dad figure in my life. But he came up to me the other day and told me that he wanted me to sign up for Stagecraft because he gets what I'm about and that he knows me and he wants me to stick around and some other things but I was basically on air for the rest of the day. But Mr. Mowry really brought acting in this school alive this year. We had three amazing plays and one of the plays made it to the Florida State competition which is a huge honor in acting and etc etc etc. But I've just met so many awesome people this year. My best (IRL) friend Molly only became my best friend this year and I met Alexandra (who I call San Fran sometimes) and Pawel and Michael and Jordan and Lizzie and KJ and just a lot of people have made my life so good this year. But the thing is, Molly's going to be gone next year. She's a senior this year. KJ is only coming back for senior year because she's travelling the world. I'm losing all of my friends. People I've just met, though I would trust with my life. In stage, everyone does a little Prayer Circle/Warm Up before the show, and last night we had all the seniors and KJ make little speeches about how they love everyone etc and nobody cried then, and that was good. We all had to keep our makeup in tact. But at the cast party, at Applebee's, Molly cried and everyone made a speech and Mr. Mowry made a speech and I almost cried but I did not. It just doesn't seem real yet. I plan on finding a way into graduation, mind you. And I'm going to their Senior Prom, so I mean, maybe then I'll notice. One day I'll just break down probably. But, c'est la vie. But then after the cast party, like eight of us just stayed outside in a circle talking for half an hour. And then we relocated to Steak and Shake for fries and some Coke. And then we talked outside for another fifteen minutes. And then it was just me and Alexandra and our love of people that we hung out with that night.
Alexandra said something about acting and being in theater. And it's that you spend all this time and money for this show, and then it's only two shows. Or it's only three shows. And some people don't even come because they don't feel like it. And, I don't know. It just kind of stuck with me. That's kind of how life is, in general too. There's so much build up to everything and then, you can just miss it.
I had one of those late night adventures last night, and it felt great. It really did.
Re: caring about fictional characters.
ReplyDeleteYou're completely right about how it's a much safer option to care about fictional characters then the real ones in our lives. I know that I do that. Fantasizing about alternate realities is so much less painful than fantasizing about things that might happen, that we don't dare to believe truly will happen. Because believing can give us expectations that can easily not be met.
But I think it's also that they give us hope. We know that they aren't real, but they show us the existence of the emotions that they inspire us. They make us believe that we can find things like love and happiness.
Re: acting.
I love it too. I abandoned the stage a couple of years ago, because it was becoming too difficult to find fulfilling parts that didn't require me to compromise my religion. (i.e.: get physical with a boy, dress in an immodest costume, show my hair, etc.) Sure, there are parts out there that would work for me, but (a) I'm not interested in being typecast and (b) most of those parts are awfully boring.
But I'm not complaining or criticizing the way that theatre is. I still go to the majority of the shows that my school puts on and everything. It just didn't gel with my lifestyle, and that's okay.
But I didn't quit acting. I still do it, just individually and competitively, with the speech and debate team. Monologues. No props or costumes, just straight up acting.
And my speech and debate team is insanely close. It's definitely one of those "feeling of belonging" places. And at the end of the year, I would always freak out about losing the seniors. In fact, I'm kind of doing it right now. This year is especially tough because the seniors include my brother (who is a huge part of my life) and several people who I have often thought of as my closest friends. But, despite my despair at the end of each year, the next one is always better. New people, with the same passions, end up winning my love. And old people, who I may not have been close with before, end up meaning the world to me, as we bond in the familial environment of acting.
Love you Maddie. And good luck with everything. Sorry this comment's so long. xD
thank you for quoting HSM3
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hey maddie i love you a lot
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