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Monday, April 22nd, 2002 | 3:08 pm |
awaiting a reply to this.... (This is an email I sent to the president of the Asian Hispanic African American and Native American leadership council dealing with the the topic of BC's lack of diversity in it's theatre department...I'm really nervous about his response to this letter, if I even get a response...)
First of all, can I just say how incredibly informative the lecture was on Thursday? I especially thought that he did a great job of focusing everyone's attention on the lack of minority representation in the arts, it really reinforced the importance of all of us taking action, or even simply acknowledging the fact that something is wrong; that hey, that's right, every asian we see in movies HAS been typecast as a martial arts expert, etc. (Which, on a side note, I thought was really coincidentally linked to the whole abercrombie scandal, in which I thought it was really cool to see that the people who did speak out against that injustice made a difference almost immediately.)
Ok, sorry about that, just had to vent. So, over the last few weeks, I've been talking to many people about my concern with the total lack of cultural diversity in the theatre department; I mean, not only are there about 4 non-caucasians theatre majors, but the plays being put on are so obscure and geared towards a homogenous theatre elite that 1)nobody ever hears anything about them, and 2)nobody wants to go see them. (Not to mention that there isn't color-blind casting...)
Yet, go to any culture show in Robsham and it is completely sold out. (And there are elements of drama in all of the cultural shows=actors everywhere.)
There have been a few people who have tried to enrich the department with more diverse theatrics, even starting an ODSD/theatre sponsored group last year, the People's Performing Arts Company, which, with its president having graduated last year, lost the small amount of support it had, and faded out to its current state of nothingness. People have tried to go the polite, "p.c." route in changing our sad, alienating theatre department here at BC. That obviously hasn't worked.
So what I guess I'm saying is that we at BC really need to reach out to people and use theatre in the way that it was meant to be used, as a means of communication, of informing the people about any topic imaginable. I know a lot of people who aren't theatre majors that would love to get in front of people and perform, but they're not going to audition for BC theatre plays because they're not made to feel welcome there, and frankly, if they're not what the script calls for physically, (and the plays chosen are never culturally diverse, ever) they're not going to get cast. Angela Apodaca, my friend and fellow theatre major, will end up graduating this year having played a couple of chorus roles and more disturbingly, two roles as a maid. (But I'm sure the theatre department didn't associate Mexican-American with maid, I'm sure...) Enough said.
Anyway, I really don't want to be here for two more years not being able to experience or even touch upon the kind of theatre that I want to be seeing and doing. I thought that being in a city like Boston, we would have a little more diverse flavor to our theatre here at BC, but strangely enough, it was better in southwestern Ohio, where my cousin was involved in a small Hispanic theatre troupe, La Mascara, at Miami University that had these incredible performances that anyone even remotely interested in the Spanish language or culture would attend. I want to see that here, and it doesn't have to necessarily be solely in Spanish, but in any language, representing any and every culture and their way of expressing themselves through drama.
So I guess the question is, does this seem realistic? And if so, how? Is it something that AHANA could support, and do you think there would be a significant amount of people that would partake in such a group? I just figured that if the theatre department and its administration hasn't taken an interest in the subject, maybe AHANA would...
Once again, sorry for dropping this email on you! I thought you'd be the perfect person to ask for help/advice on this obviously stressful subject. Thanks for reading this, if you survived through it all...
Take care :)
Always, Natalia
Current Mood: troubled Current Music: Elvis Crespo - Suavemente | Friday, April 19th, 2002 | 12:17 am |
ethnic studies and popular culture... lecture from 8-11:45 tonight. that i went to for my own sake, not for a class, just for fun. now THAT is severe. What was in it for me? Insight on how the media treats minorities, new ideas that i'd never thought of, for example--the people who are the most oppressed in the media are those that are the most silent--not the blacks or hispanics, it's the asian-americans. what kind of roles are asians offered in hollywood? martial arts roles, or roles as extras. music? have you heard an asian band with a hit song on the radio lately? and I thought hispanics were underrepresented in the arts... anyway, i don't have time to go on forever, or rant. but I do have a second to share that gabriel was looking very fine in black dress pants and a tight long sleeved baby blue shirt(to match his eyes) and he publicized the event, and directed the lecture (when the guest speaker wasn't speaking) and so i got my gabriel dose which i was very much in need of, but also, after the lecture, when my friends and i were leaving, i ran in to him, and I got this--this-- h u g - that was just undescribable, and this, k i s s , on the cheek (which i more than graciously reciprocated) and i got to chat, if only for 2 minutes, and got to touch him, a lot. there was definitely a connection there, says i and eyewitnesses. i knew that today was gonna be the best day ever. i just knew it. Current Mood: touchedCurrent Music: Trik Turner - Ring of Shame | Thursday, April 18th, 2002 | 4:41 pm |
nice 1.weather's just how i like it--60ish, a bit breezy at times, and no humidity. 2. class was cancelled, so i ran, and ran, and lifted, and got to 2nd class on time. 3. self esteem bubble growing. clear skin, buffing out does wonders for your personality. 4. starting to do my homework NOW instead of 4:30 in the morning. 5. slept last night. 6. motivated to do well in school for the rest of the semester. 7. Trik Turner - Friends and Family. It's sooo good for some reason. 8.(and most important) finally going to see Gabriel tonight at a lecture for Ethnicity in Pop. Culture. 9. smile on face. for once. Current Mood: happyCurrent Music: Trik Turner - Friends and Family | 10:14 am |
why was it 95 degrees yesterday? no fun, grossness. class got cancelled so i'm gonna go work out before my next class. :) bc sucks. | Sunday, April 14th, 2002 | 7:31 pm |
Sharing Rufus with the world. had a grrrreat day due mostly to the wonderful sun-sent endorphins, running highs, and of course, sighting/chatting with the great gabriel verdaguer. :)now, without further ado... Cigarettes and chocolate milk These are just a couple of my cravings Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me If I should buy jellybeans Have to eat them all in just one sitting Everything it seems I like's a little bit sweeter, A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me Everything about 'em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder A little bit deadly It isn't very smart Tends to make one part So brokenhearted Sitting here remembering me Always been a shoe made for the city Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town Playing with prodigal sons Takes a lot of sentimental valiums Can't expect the world to be your Raggedy Andy While running on empty you little old doll with a frown You got to keep in the game Retaining mystique while facing forward I suggest a reading of ïA Lesson in Tightropes' Or ïSurfing Your High Hopes' or ïAdios Kansas' It isn't very smart Tends to make one part So brokenhearted Still there's not a show on my back Holes or a friendly intervention I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish A little bit Tower of Pisa Whenever I see ya So please be kind if I'm a mess Cigarettes and chocolate milk Cigarettes and chocolate milk Current Mood: contentCurrent Music: cigarettes and chocolate milk - Rufus Wainwright | Sunday, April 7th, 2002 | 5:25 am |
just so i don't think that there was a conspiracy that stole my weekend...friday we went to Kristian's orchestra concert, he was excellent, and had a big Mozart solo on clarinet. then we stayed home and I went to sleep as soon as i could. saturday i got up at like 3, and went tanning with the girls, then came back and went to see Betrayal, a play directed by my friend dave, here at BC. it was OK, it took place from the end to the beginning, like Memento.
saw horseman on the roof, and my life as a house, which has how to dissappear completely, by radiohead, on the soundtrack. i thought that was interesting. i showered, watched a bit of Cocktail just now, and will now sleep two or three hours, before having a hellish day doing a weeks worth of homework. i love school. | Wednesday, April 3rd, 2002 | 3:09 am |
don't know what you've got till it's gone. saw arash at the plex today. he said hi and game me his best con artist smile, as usual. not the first time this semester, but the first time he's been without his g.f.. and he was so blatantly obviously staring at me when i was running on the treadmill, and then later when i was joking around with friends at the weight machines, so obviously staring, that i had to give him one of those break the tension stupid faces to, well, break the tension. and i was just wondering what was going through his mind at the time.
and i realized how unbelieveably infatuated i was with this sad, power-hungry masochistic lost soul. the days have not been kind to ol'arash. he let his hair grow, all 80's-bon jovi-ish(but it's thick black and curly...no good) and altogether stopped taking care of himself, supposedly due to his enlightenment over the summer in japan...whatever. anyway, very soon he will never see me again. and he just now got to see the real me, no longer intimidated or silenced by his presence. actually knowing a lot of people, now that i'm not a freshman. anyway. i was just thinking. ha. i do a little too much of that.
there should be a law, that after you've paid the karma police, you shouldn't be capable of dwelling over your past anymore.
anyway, let's do easy stuff now. trivial things are much easier to talk about. my hair's pretty damn long now. good. um, gabriel is actually not a computerized robot sent down to destroy me/make me cry. he's really a human, just like me. we finally talked(after i had consciously decided 4 days previously that i would move on) and, he's normal. nice. and obviously, i won't be able to stop thinking about him now. maybe he IS a robot, and i'm heading towards my demise! or not.
ok, 3:30. must write paper. bye now.
Current Mood: strange. Current Music: Tonic - Lemon Parade | Monday, April 1st, 2002 | 6:49 am |
do you ever feel do you ever feel... like you want to not do something creative/constructive just because you're afraid of what they'll/everybody will think or say? like say, do something costructive, like writing,art, poetry, or music just because they were in an altered state of mind? note:most of the door's songs, dali's art, warhols paintings were written/done while they were tripping on acid/peyote or whatnot. i don't see how you can condemn a person's artwork just because they happened to be high at the time, you know? not that i know any people who would do this(being close-minded), but i'm sure there are a lot of them out there, and i'm sure we all know a few.... | Sunday, March 31st, 2002 | 5:49 pm |
Easter at the Talicat's! (me? domestic? hrm.) well now, don't i feel like the happy hostess. last night afer working out, I showered, of course and then i proceeded to...CLEAN THE BATHROOM(gasp!) and my room! at 2:00 in the morning. yes, i washed the mats, my room's area rug, and all! then i bleach/mopped the floors, cleaned the toilets(blech) and the shower, sink, you know, the bathroom. now it's all clean and disinfectedy just for me!! but of course, i have to share this clean beauty with others. so i'm having a dinner party tonight at my place (keep in mind there are only like 5 of my friends on campus right now cause of break), where we'll watch movies, eat (ORDERED) food, and you know, easter kind of stuff. :) it'll be fun, if you're in boston, stop by around 9ish or 10ish. btw: to those of you in college, don't you now appreciate those times when your mother made you help clean at home? i look back on it now and think, shit, if it wasn't for my mom, i'd be living in gross filth right now, like a lot of my college friends do! Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: Coldplay - Shiver | 5:41 pm |
ooh. i like this one.
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I'm Nadia from Birthday Girl! Which Nicole Kidman are you? Find out! | 1:08 am |
"if i get one ray of sunlight to hold in my hand, maybe we could be happy again"
Pretty pleased with myself for keeping my after spring break resolution up to date. running, tanning, studying, not eating psychotic amounts of cheese/etc... its good when you don't get throbbing pain in your lungs when running. i like it. well now, gonna go shower, then see whats up with my homies. here at bc we like to start things laaaate. and i do mean late.
audis | Saturday, March 30th, 2002 | 12:53 pm |
Phantom Planet Yesterday: Bought book, tanned, worked out, did laundry, went to friends', saw memento again(much needed, i think i've got it all down now), listened to phantom planet... without further ado:
ANTHEM
I woke up today a song was swimming in my head And I hummed it to myself as I got out of bed And on the way to take a shower it all just dawned on me That a song like this just might go down in history
I quickly ran back to get my guitar A pen and some paper
Cause this whole world needs an anthem And I'm trying to put the words where they belong Yeah this whole world needs an anthem And I'm hoping everyone will sing along
Well I quickly got to work and put the song in gear And my neighboor ran the door bell said it caught his ear I was playing it so loud the whole neighborhood could hear And at night from every household it became quite clear
Everyone was singing along The same notes, the same song And maybe I heard it wrong
Cause this whole world needs an anthem And I'm trying to put the words where they belong Yeah this whole world needs an anthem And I'm hoping everyone will sing along... | Thursday, March 28th, 2002 | 11:55 pm |
i just want to ask where you got your power from i think i lost mine... if i could go back, perhaps rewrite history could you see me then? another haiku and yet i still don't have you (i'm missing me, too) Current Mood: melancholy | Wednesday, March 27th, 2002 | 7:21 pm |
btw, here at the library, being utterly useless. perhaps i should do my homework that i brought along with me. playing online is much more fun. oh yeah, school's out till Tuesday. that is SUPER. beyond SUPER. i have to work here till 9, but then i will be having fuuuun(or sleeping.)! here's the kakrasna with my bay-baaa. http://community.webshots.com/storage/1/v5/2/51/68/32925168wlfyyU_ph.jpgonce again, links do NOT work. copy/paste. and the great G.V. is much better looking in real life. Current Mood: okay | 7:04 pm |
| 12:37 am |
synopsis (mostly for self) Although I SHOULD be doing my Math problem set right now, I will instead elaborate on the events of recent days gone past.
or perhaps, i'll start with the present and go back. took out my hair extensions today. it felt so good, you don't even understand. its so nice to wash your own hair and really be able to scrub your scalp...right...anyway.
today Gabriel was on the front page of the paper. he won the Oscar Romero (Salvadorian martyr)latin-american scholarship, which is like the greatest honor ever. why couldn't I just pick someone normal to have a crush on? i always have to go for the unreachables. i'm cursed, i tell you. anyhow the last time something out of this world happened was friday. I went with 4 roomies to club Matrix, where I managed to see Chris, but sadly got separated from him so he couldn't see the drama. the drama--I salsa danced with the great G.V.. I just went over for my well-deserved hug/kiss, when he grabbed me and asked me if i wanted to dance. naturally i accepted, although i immediately switched into panic mode, and plumb forgot/didnt know how to follow his fancy footwork. obviously i felt like a dumbass, and will never be able to sustain a conversation with him again, but the point is, we danced, THISCLOSETOGETHER, and i was happy. then we superhugged/cheekkissed, and it was over. could it really be over? will that be as far as i am ever to go with the great G.V.? only time, and chance, will tell. i sure am a lucky girl though.
in closing, tommorrow afternoon will be the start of my 2nd spring break (love jesuit schools)!! i cannot EVEN wait until i can sleep. yes, sleep. boo on school. yay for breaks. but alas, the math can wait no longer. arrivederchi, l.j. more pics to come later... | Wednesday, March 20th, 2002 | 10:33 pm |
| Tuesday, March 19th, 2002 | 8:07 pm |
mushrooms, green beans, and Pi. i DID have a long ass journal entry here, but oh wait, a supposed "invalid password" caused complete erasage and has left me thouroughly peeved, and not really motivated to start anew. here's the synopsis: Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory Party-- was OK. I wouldn't have paid 55 dollars for it though. it was really hot and steamy, in the temperature way, and massive amounts of sticky drunk and sloppy people. not really my scenario. although, our mushroom costumes were a hit. Saturday--striked the party, went to see "Women and Wallace" a play, here at BC, then got changed, went to rent "Yellow Submarine" and stop by a party. RAN INTO the great Gabriel Verdaguer, scored a hug/cheek kiss, talked for a few, he turned me by the waist to go to his car, scored another hug/kiss...the happiest 4 minutes of my semester. cause you know what this means?? every time he sees me from now on, he HAS to hug/kiss. it's hug/kiss etiquette. that means, happy me. S i g h. went to party, watched drunk people make fools out of themselves, watched yellow submarine while tripping on acid-no wait, the people who made the movie were tripping on acid. i reccommend it to all. very funny material. Sunday- went to BU, where Chris fed me, and i was very happy. AND lastly, the fridge molded over winter break; we supposedly cleaned it, but then it began to smell like fish. we let it go until last night, when we did spring cleaning. turns out, the frozen organic green beans from Trader Joe's that had been in the freezer since November had super mutated into red smelly monsters. NO LIE. They were a bit toooo organic. so we ice picked the bag out of the freezer, cloroxed it a few hundred times, and chucked the red/rotten green beans. YUCK. but happily, the fridge is clean, and does not smell like fish. much. slept through 2 classes today, and you know what, i don't care. i was tired. i'll do homework now, and hopefully be in bed by 12:30. think i can do it? Current Mood: refreshedCurrent Music: Something in the way she Moves - James Taylor | Friday, March 15th, 2002 | 3:54 pm |
| 3:24 pm |
who thinks up this shit? HOW MANY KITTENS HAVE Y O U KILLED? haha. anyway yeah, had a problem set due, and a midterm today. so started studying last night at like 11 and --you guessed it--fell asleep. slept till about 9:45 this morning. NOT HAVING STUDIED or done my problem set. yeah. and i had class (in which the problem set was due) at 10. so i went like 10 minutes late to class, and shittily did my homework during the review for monday's midterm(which i'm gonna fail), and turned it in just as class was ending. KEEP IN MIND, immediately after this class, i had a midterm. that i didn't study for. at all, whatsoever. so i go, and there were 8 long-ass ID's, and two essays. i failed the test. didn't have time to finish it. and besides i didn't know two of the id's anyway. hooray for self. self is a loooooser. argh. currently embittered at work. tired. have a party to go to, drugs to take, yadda. don't feel it, don't feel it. Current Mood: booo |
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