When I finished high-school, i was very unsure about what to study.
My teachers tried giving me advice:
no.
me + blood + squidgy organ-things = NO.
we like Mrs Haw. she is very awesome. but this is not a good idea.
Then my drama teacher spoke to me...
Mrs Taylor: Che, you like to help people, and you're interested in the science of humanity and you are quite the little drama queen... why not go into Drama Psychotherapy...
che really liked this idea.
(no squidgy-humanoid-parts)
so I finished high-school and went off to Rhodes University to major in Psychology and Drama
When I first got to Rhodes and was applying for my subjects during orientation, i met this guy who happened to be registering my subjects:
the conversation went a little like this:
THE FACULTY DEAN: hello young lady.
me: hi Mr Dean
THE FACULTY DEAN: So, what subject majors would you like to register for?
me: Drama and Psychology please.
THE FACULTY DEAN: mmm... i have a transcript of your high-school academic record, I see your final results are very excellent...
me: thank you Mr Dean
THE FACULTY DEAN: now, since your results are very excellent, have you considered taking a triple major?
me: oh, no thank you.
THE FACULTY DEAN: it will be quite a workload, but according to your excellent records it looks like you are capable of handling all the different areas of study.
me: oh, actually i'm going to be focusing on not studying this year.... you know... work on my socialising.
THE FACULTY DEAN: This is a university.
me: I know right!! perfect place for socialising!
THE FACULTY DEAN: I would really advise a third major.
me: I would really advise not.
THE FACULTY DEAN: I'm bigger than you, and i'm sitting on the pedestal of academia. i'm going to sign you up for a third major. now, what will it be?
me: i don't want to.
THE FACULTY DEAN: journalism?
me: hmmph... FINE.
* this is the single greatest move of my life. *
(says silent thank-you prayer to THE FACULTY DEAN)
So off I set with my three majors...
(and do not worry. even with this extra sneaky trick that THE FACULTY DEAN pulled on me. it did not hinder my 'socialising' ability.)
I would like to tell you about the DRAMA SCENE.
For those who are unfamiliar, the Drama department at Rhodes university is pretty epic. (half of the reason I chose to go there in the first place) You meet a WHOLE range of 'interesting people'
these types of hippies really pride themselves on being unique.
you can tell.
then we have the more intuitive types:
and then
there were many other very "colourful" characters that i met in this drama phase. i also met my slightly more "normal" friend Sasha ;) we just tried to "blend in" with the drama bungies
(look at us blending in!)
One of our classes was "interpretive dance/movement" with Acty Tang (Asian, and very talented)
class was ... interesting...
OK!!
he was mad.
At the end of the year, we had a drama showcase - where we performed our final movement pieces in order to be marked. it was a public performance and i convinced the B.COM Boyfriend (warren) at the time to go with me....
me: i'm doing my final drama movement prac on friday evening, come watch!
B.COM Boyfriend: ...um... i'm not really sure about this whole drama crowd...you know those people that do drama...
me: i do drama
B.COM Boyfriend: well not you.... i mean like... isn't it all weird... and like.. strange people
me: define "weird"... and if by "strange" you mean like... not showering.... well....
B.COM Boyfriend: ....i'm just not sure... you know... just...
me: we can go get drinks after!!
B.COM Boyfriend: ok fine.
(on a different occasion i even managed to convince BCOM Boyfriend to come to a production which took place in a gothic dungeon where chicks shaved their heads on stage. That, however required drinks before.)
THE FINAL MOVEMENT PRAC EVENING:
Then i saw him mouthing me "good luck!" across the stage:
Before i reveal the final movement performance piece, i would like to show how the whole process went down:
First we had to select people we wanted to work with to be in our performance group:
(turns out, this was not necessarily because they thought i had some uber talent. they just picked the small one they thought would be easiest to throw around)
they practised throwing me around (and dropping me) a lot. we practised the dropping part the most. i did not like that part. it made me very nervous.
eventually we made it to final prac night...
and... as you've heard from my academic record... you know how much i love a good A+
so we went out for drinks to celebrate.