A beautifully tragic beginning
I’ve been sitting at my desk for the last hour trying to figure out how I wanted to start my first column. It got me thinking about first impressions and how vital they are and how much I want my first column to show who I am to people. But with that, I realize that I was really trying to make myself look put together for the people who would read this.
Since being calm, cool and collected really isn’t my thing, I have decided to start with this:
Hi my name is Caroline Critelli and I’m a mess.
And that’s not to put myself down or anything; I really am a mess, and that’s okay. Along with being a mess, I am also the Arts & Entertainment editor for Le Provocateur, which is really exciting because if you’ve ever met me, you’ll know that I love movies. And not just any specific type of movie; I love all of them and the work that gets put into creating them. So don’t ever try to talk to me about film unless you want to have a conversation that’s several hours long.
If you couldn’t tell by that spiel, I am a very passionate person. As in, I have a lot of things that I just really adore and obsess over, and when you meet me, I will definitely rant about at least one of them. Besides movies this includes musicals, cats, the color black, makeup, YouTube, antiques, skulls, ghosts, other really creepy things, stress relief scented things from Bath and Body Works and the movie Heathers.
Some of you might be thinking, “wow, she’s definitely going to grow up to be an old cat lady,” and you would be right. It’s going to be a tough job, but someone has to do it.
In all seriousness though, all I would want to do with my life after college is to just write. I know that doesn’t sound like the best idea with the bad economy and all, but don’t worry, I chose a math minor to go with my writing and mass communications major so I have a backup plan.
Being from a small town in Connecticut, I’ve always known that I wanted something more than the little neighborhood in which I grew up. I’ve always wanted to be a part of a big city with tall buildings and a lot of energy. So, I ended up here in Worcester, which to me is actually a really big step as a lot of the kids where I grew up always seem to stay there. I truly do love it here at Assumption, and the friends I’ve made here mean the absolute world to me.
I always knew that I wanted to go away for school. My mom always told me how her one regret in life is that she didn’t get to live on a campus during her college years and that she wanted me to be able to do it. So that’s what I did, and I couldn’t be happier.
As much as I love my parents, I would definitely have to say that my favorite thing about being away at school is all the independence that comes with it. This might sound silly, but the fact that I don’t have to text my parents about where I am and when I’ll be back is the best thing ever. I still love my independence even though I’m a sophmore and should probably be used to it by now.
Also, if anyone continuously reads my column you will constantly see me refer to everything as “the best thing ever.” You’ve been warned.
Besides Le Provocateur, I am also a part of Merely Players, a student run theatre club. Last year, I got to play the role of Beatrice in Much Ado About Nothing and even got to direct my own one act. This semester, we will be putting on a production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream that I am extremely excited to be a part of.
Theatre has been a part of my life since middle school and I couldn’t imagine what it would be like without it. I also love singing and can often be found belting both showtunes and pop punk songs at the top of my lungs. So I guess you can say that I love everything and anything that’s on the creative side of life.
Now you might be thinking, “she really doesn’t sound like a mess,” but I promise you that I am. For one thing, I can’t whistle or arch my eyebrows, which has been a bigger struggle than you might think. But I’m also really weird, sarcastic, impulsive, damaged, angry, stressed and so many other things that make me a mess.
I hope that there are some readers out there who can connect with my flawed and broken self and that you’ll want to follow my column, no matter what it turns out to be. Because honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing.
So for any of you that dare to venture into the emotional and bizarre, let’s do it.
Let’s get stressed.