Elizabeth Power, powerhouse of this year’s KCST run and the woman who puts all those “JJ 4 life!!!” people to shame.
Name, Hometown, School: Elizabeth Power, New York City, CC
Claim to fame? I’m the current grande dame of John Jay, having lived there for three out of my four years here—this year, I’m actually the RA on the floor I lived on as a freshman. Nifty, right? Full circle! Closure! Back in my salad days, I was in various shows on campus (including V117), but then I realized that I like power and control even more than attention, so I switched to directing! Now my major claim to theatrical fame is that I was the first person in a while (maybe ever?) to direct a fall show and a spring show for KCST in the same academic year. I’m also a champion long-distance blue-binner.
Where are you going? I only very recently realized that I have zero desire to work in theater in any professional capacity, so I’m a little mentally adrift right now. Starting after Memorial Day, I’ll be working for a commercial real estate lawyer in midtown and tutoring while I wrestle with my demons and maybe eventually apply to grad school.
3 things you learned at Columbia:
Back in my day….Nothing at this school started before 9:10 AM. NOTHING.
Justify your existence in 30 words or fewer: I rarely consumed media created post-1975 until I was like, thirteen, so I’m kind of a fun social experiment.
Write a CU Admirers post to anyone or anything at Columbia: I’ve never been to Disneyland, but I’m pretty sure EC H205 is the happiest place on earth.
Would you rather give up oral sex or cheese? Cheese. (Side note, though: I think this question would be great jumping-off point for an awesome/awful B movie wherein a game of Insane Hypotheticals goes terribly, terribly wrong—because of, like, an ancient curse or something—and the players have to live out the choices they make in the game. This could also be an excellent trashy YA novel, come to think of it.)
One thing to do before graduating: Go to a grad student’s office hours. Yes, some TA’s are miserable pedants, and no, they don’t generally inspire the same kind of cult-like devotion as certain professors. But most of them are just a few years older than we are, so they can offer perspective that’s tempered by an immediate understanding of what we’re going through. And honestly, a lot of them are just cool people: I’ve gotten some solid advice from my TA’s this year, but I’ve also had some fun, fascinating conversations that came out of just showing up to office hours to shoot the breeze for a while.
Any regrets? I spent far too much time clinging to a major I was no longer invested in because I was scared of having to re-think how I saw myself and my priorities. I wish I hadn’t been so cautious about basically everything my freshman year. I never got to take a class with Nick Dames, nor did I ever learn how to keep my room even kind of neat. But really, I’m pleased as punch with how this whole college thing turned out. Everything is a chain reaction: even if I had magical time machine powers, I can’t think of something I would be able to go back and change without losing another something that’s been immensely important to me.