How do they celebrate orientation? Well we played a lot of games, like every college, but most importantly it concluded with a 4 hour dance party. But if dancing is not your thing, there was a movie screen sized showing of Mean Girls on another floor. If either of these dissatisfied you, there was a tournament of Apples to Apples in another room, a tournament of Egyptian Rat Screw in another, and all of the food and snacks were catered by Whole Foods.
I have already made such wonderful friends and everyone is so open and friendly. I came here knowing NO ONE, and I feel like I’ve knowing these people my whole life. Literally people just left my room and I can’t wait to wake up just to spend more time with them and meet more people.
Tomorrow I register for classes!! Yay! I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy and at peace my whole life.
This week has been berserk and the craziest tech week I think I have ever experienced. On Sunday, I was at the Orpheum Theatre from 11-11 with a half hour break. It was great to hang and focus lights with another theatre, especially when they have really expensive equipment. I’m generally okay with heights, but I have never hung lights from a fly space before and this made me less apt to hang off of the ladder like I generally do. Monday I had two rehearsals for Kaleidoscope and 5-11 R&J. This morning I was up at 6 doing my favorite Kaleidoscope show ever for a camp. This would be Bully of course.. It was out doors at in Saugus Mass and I really bonded with the cast (this happened somewhere between the 3 hours of traffic we hit and screaming at the top of our lungs every time we passed an exit until the van stopped for food). I stayed for Pocahontas dress rehearsal and our John Smith’s wife is in labor, so now the show we are doing tomorrow at 9am will be interesting with his understudy who just learned the role today. Whose excited? This guy.
Then tonight I had another dress for Romeo and Juliet.. I didn’t really think the show was coming along, until the tonight. The cast really put themselves out there and true emotions started flying. I have never cried onstage completely before until tonight. Its crazy what happens when you get 10 other actors who are pushing themselves to the limits just as much as you are. It was one of those “acting comas,” as I like to call it when you don’t remember anything that happens when you get off stage, but slowly through the rest of the night, after the show, you begin to realize what actually happened. Its crazy to think that sometimes people can actually live through characters. I now understand why Alice Ripley is so crazy.
If people have the opportunity, it would not be a waste of time or money to come see Romeo and Juliet. I am never one to overly promote a show, but this show is just so much different from anything else I’ve been in. It’s like a different “trendi” than Midsummer. The show is at the Orpheum Theatre in Foxboro Mass (I don’t know the address quite yet) and the performance dates are Thursday, Friday, Saturday 7:30, Sunday 2:00. Tickets I believe are 15$ per student. Pretty steep I know, but it is looking to be well worth it. Just a warning however: the setting is modern day Belfast so if you hate Irish accents, don’t come to the show.
On my way home from picking up my car from the mechanic I went top go get an iced coffee. I generally never go to Tim Horton’s but today I found myself at their drive thru. They didn’t have many flavors so I decided to go against the season and get a pumpkin spice. One sip made me already excited for fall. I know its just the beginning of summer but I can’t wait to know where I’ll be the next time I have this flavor when its actually in season. I cannot wait for fall.
So my new car, on the way to rehearsal yesterday, decided it wanted to over heat on me. I had to pull over in a benny’s parking lot, wait for it to cool down, and see what my father wanted to do. Then on the way back from my tony party last night, the engine light came on… Awesome. Now I have no car and no means of transportation and my boss is not having it. Why am I always plagued with the same type of car??
Was far more fun than I had expected. I had an absolute blast. Banquet, to me, was the perfect blend of friends, teachers, and most importantly family. It was like all of my favorite people were in one room and I didn’t know what to do with myself.
Mr. Ciccone is also one of my favorite people. Progressively, as he got more drunk, he went up to each member of my family individually and said “I hope you like what you see, because this will be Luke in 7 years.” It then struck me that he and my sister are the SAME age. I decided to let them meet so that maybe he could really be a part of my family one day. Ironically enough, he ended up locked in a hug with my other sister for a good 3 minutes. They walked up to me, told me they were getting married, and proceeded to talk about the ugly dresses that people were wearing to the banquet. He told me that I can now call him Brian and that he is going to go through his closet and give me all the suits that no longer fit him so I can have them tailored to my size. Man is absolutely crazy.
Travis’ mom took his car keys so Travis, my sisters, and I all ended up at the Venus till 11:45 watching the celtics game at the bar in a back room. All the staff left and they told us just to shut the tv off when we were done, it was wonderful. Thank God I will be traveling with Travis this summer because quite frankly I am going to miss him so much. He is one of the greatest friends that has entered my life and I couldn’t thinking of capping off my senior banquet any better than watching the game with him and my sisters.
Speaking of my sisters, I don’t know who actually got to meet them, but those who did now fully understand why I am like I am. I really am the perfect blend of both of them and I love them so much. I cannot think of better role models than the two of them. Whenever they are home, it feels like they never left. We literally could be a 8 hour plane ride away and not see each other in months and it like we pick right back up where we left off. This makes me so happy because I know that wherever we will be, whether in different cities, separate coasts, or even foreign countries, I will always have the strongest bond with my sisters that I think will only strengthen in time. And every time all three of us get together, we always go on a crazy adventure that only adds to the long list of memories. It truly is a privilege to hang out with them. At one point my sister, Cait, leans over to me and says “I know way too many teachers here that I didn’t know from last year (starts to sing very loudly so the whole table hears)… WHO THE FUCK ARE YA’LL?!!?!”
I have to be off book for Romeo and Juliet on Wednesday, I have a lot of work to for my internship for Thursday, I have to learn a entire Kaleidoscope summer show in TWO rehearsals, and on top of it all, senior week is proving to be more tiring than I expected. I don’t want to sound like I’m bitching but I really am just so jam packed I can’t breath and feel like I’m going to snap.
On top of it all, I am feeling unhealthy on almost every level. I am not on an eating schedule at all anymore (I just ate dinner at 11pm), I feel dizzy and light headed more far too much, I’m eating crap because I’m not on a schedule, and my voice has gone to hell.
I am always so positive and I’m trying to enjoy this week but I can’t help but feeling stressed out.
So in April, I decided to apply for a scholarship at the Pautuxet Valley Chorus group. A couple of weeks ago, after I had completely forgot that I applied, they called me and congradulated me on winning a 1000$ scholarship. They then asked me to perform with them during their concert this weekend.
I showed up at a quick rehearsal on Thursday and realized that they youngest person in the chorus was 68 and the theme for their concert was “Rockin’ America.” They all wore tie-dye t shirts, they were colorful, and everyone said wow. The concert was three hours long, and the old people sang songs that were wildly inappropriate to sing for a person over 60. At one point, they did a 6 number mash-up of Michael Jackson, which included a Thriller dance. Let me say, they did not have to put on any makeup to look like zombies. They also sang “Its my life” and “Hey ya.” My mind was completely blown that this concert actually exsisted.
Oh and what did me and the other scholarship winner sing? Don’t Stop Believing, chosen by the chorus itself. And don’t worry, it was the Glee version so the old people got to do the Da-an-da-an-da-an-da part. They loved it.
Also at one point a women fell off of her chair onto her face during “love train.” It was rough. I laughed, I cried, I made 1000$ for pure entertainment.
"Luke, you are smart, funny, brilliant on stage, clever, witty, great looking, friendly, cheerful, level headed, and thoughtful - No wonder everyone thinks we are so much alike…"
I also didn’t think I would get emotional tonight and I didn’t at the event. It wasn’t until I read what Travis wrote till I started to get really upset. I am going to miss him and Becca especially so much next year, it hurts to think about it.
I’ve been having these dreams lately that have really been making me think. Sometimes they wake me up to the harsh realities of life that I need to face, and some of them just make me … think.
For instance, on Saturday night I had a slightly puzzling dream. I was at a plaza similar to apple…
JOHN. I understand completely how you feel. Sometimes I think about how much of a pain in the ass I am and I wonder if people actually enjoy my company as much as I enjoy theirs or if they enjoy my company at all. I can tell you, I truly think you are a spectacular kid, seriously one of the best, and I don’t think anyone on that trip did not realize that. You go to show me that someone does not have to be older than you in order to look up to them. You are an awesome kid and a role model to me. Don’t ever feel you aren’t appreciated.
My sister always told me that when she came back from Boston and went to our church on Sundays that she always felt judged, that she didn't like any of the people because they were all nosey and only caring about other people's business. Although I always knew people were gossips here in Coventry and I always loathed it, I did not feel so judged and infuriated until today.
I realized last night that one of my dad's suits, from when he was 20, fit me very well and I liked it a lot. The only thing I had to do was get it taken in. Because the last place I went to get a suit taken in cost me 30$, I decided to ask my dad where he goes. He told me Crystal Cleaners in Coventry. When I went there, the lady behind the counter told me I should go down the road to Sew-phisticated, because the women that works there is really good at taking suits in. When I arrived at Sew-phisticated, I put on my jacket and went into the next room to get my suit pinned up (We'll just call the worker "Sew")
Sew:I know you! You're Luke Doyle.
(quite frankly, I have never seen this woman in my life)
Me:Hey? How have you been? (I recognized her husband who was also in the room)
Sew:You were in that play.. that uhm, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Sew:Yeah of course you were, don't you remember with Mrs. DiCarlo?
Me:No, I've been in a lot of plays but I have never been in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I promise.
Sew:No? Well you're a senior right?
Sew:So what's next? Where are you going next year?
Sew:(Disapproving) Oh. So what are you going to be? (The fact that she asked me "what am I going to be?" in a condescending tone really pissed me off)
Me:Well, I'm majoring in Educational Theatre.
Sew:Oh.. So you want to be an actor I see.
(There is a long pause)
Sew:You know Rob Gorey? He went to NYU. Thought he was going to be an actor. He dropped out and moved to Hollywood. Got one gig and that's it... Now he is going back to NYU, I hear. There is going to be a reality show about him.
Sew:So when is this suit for?
Quite frankly, I don't want to be an actor. I just didn't want to explain it to her because she is not worth the breath to explain what I'm actually doing. She is 50 years old and is hemming people's dress pants for a living. I was judged the second I said I'm going to NYU. I now understand what my sister means when she said she feels like everyone was always judging her. In Coventry, it is looked down upon when you don't do the norm there- go to URI, buy a shack in Coventry, talk about other people, and multiply.
I know that whatever I set my heart on I will succeed, no matter what it is. Even if I did want to be an actor, I would be so much more successful than Sew will ever be. So please, lay off my dreams Coventry, just because you are going no where, doesn't mean you have to look down on the people that are.
Today I continued the tradition that is working at my grandparents house, around this time, to trim the shrubs with my grandfather. Every year, I follow the man around and pick up all the branch cuttings and keep him company while he trims the shrubs the way that he likes to do it. For almost six years now he has not allowed me to use the trimmer. “Why do I even come?” I used to ask my mother. Well today was a turn of events. For about half of the time he asked me to use the trimmer. At first I was excited, not because I have never used a power tool before, because I felt like he finally trusted me because I was old enough. But then it got me thinking to the question who is the person getting older- me or him? I would like to think I am old enough in my grandfather’s eyes to use the trimmer but seeing his struggle reminded me that my grandparents will not be around forever. Although he was meticulous, bothersome at times, and I sweated like it was the Sahara, I would not give up spending the time with my grandfather for anything.
First I cleaned over half of my room (including the dirty cleaning you don’t like to do like reorganizing your drawers and cleaning your closet) and can now see the floor! Although this took multiple hours, I feel much more relieved. I then picked up some friends and headed to Narragansett where we went to go get food at cumberland farms. Lo and behold on the floor of Cumberland farms was a 100$ bill. I snatched it up, did a dance in the parking lot, and bought food for everyone. After eating smores, I beat Travis at Monopoly for the first time in all four years of knowing him (and without cheating!). Driving home a cop put his lights on behind me, my gut dropped as a realized I was doing 70 in a 50mph range. When I moved over to the next lane, the cop kept going ahead and didn’t pull me over. And the best part of it all, I haven’t worn shoes all day (yup that’s right, even in Cumberland farms).
Night of Impossibilities Possibilities.
I have to head off to bed now because, although I do not have school tomorrow, I have hard labor and an internship to attend to. Yay saving/making money! Good night friends.