Senior Snapshot: Cristina Angeles

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Cristina Angeles 

Hometown: Montclair, ~*New Jersey*~ NOT Joisey, no one says that. Major: Theater/Perpetual Unemployment

What are you involved in?
I’ve directed 5 shows between CU Players, the Columbia Musical Theater Society, and NOMADS, I’m the outgoing President of CU Players and long time Board Member, I’ve been working on the development of a new play with a production company called SimonSays Entertainment for the last year, I’m a pro at having/suffering from almost-post-grad/aspiring theater director anxiety, and I have been interning in the Literary Department of the Public Theater since January!

Guilty pleasure?
ALL things Dick Wolff (Chicago PD, Chicago Med, Chicago Fire, Law and Order: SVU) though it is QUALITY television, and obviously a healthy dose of Pretty Little Liars every week.

Favorite memory from Barnard? 
Oh god. SO MANY, I couldn’t possibly name one, ranging from all the theater in the world, to writing my thesis on “Hamilton,” to living on SulzReid2 my freshman year. Still, after our four years, I’m finally in a place where I know who my truest friends are, and I have the utmost faith that they will still be there after May 17th. So, my favorite memories have been the times this year where I’ve taken that one cliche second to think, “This badass bitch in front of me is fantastic. I’m so happy we’re friends and that we’re going through this crazy time called college together.” Whether it’s been on a 7 day trip to Paris with two of my best friends over spring break, or while debriefing a stupid night with another one of my best friends, or catching up with a friend that I adore and knowing that, after not talking all semester, we can still catch up over a g&t like it’s only been minutes. So those moments of being reminded that I’ve got people going through this with me who are likely to stay there with me were definitely my favorite. [cue stream of tears shooting out of my face, I’m not crying, you’re crying, shut up.]

Biggest regret of college?
I should have NEVER taken Calculus. Nor should I have ever tried convincing myself to double major when I was just sitting in denial of my dreams to direct theater professionally. But, for real, there are so many times where I would have told my freshman year self, “Shut up! It’s going to be fine! So you turned the paper in late/bombed that test/slept through that class/missed office hours/were less than perfect, you will not ACTUALLY die. It’s actually IMPOSSIBLE for an unfortunate academic circumstance to kill you!!! You will get through this!!!” Too much time went to stress, not eating right, not sleeping right, and not taking care of myself, all because of school?! What?! That test/midterm/final/boy/girl/friend/meeting/interview/teacher/grade/paper/assignment/bakesale/etc is not worth your state of mind, body, and spirit. You gotta take care of your self in order to take care of your to do list, freshman year Cristina, so get it together. Sincerely, senior year Cristina.

Biggest leap of faith during college?
Honestly, this may sound minuscule (I googled that word to spell it right), but dropping10885528_10152422200135807_1752545588594607380_n my psych major and just focusing on theater was such a huge process of admitting to myself and my family that their girl wasn’t going to be a psychologist and that, unfortunately, she wanted to pursue theater. Because she LOVES theater. Admitting to myself that I wanted to be an artist for the rest of my life was TERRIFYING. Knowing that I was going to have to move back home after graduation, nanny my ass off to try and make a buck while working on different shows for free, while trying to direct my own shows, and just hoping that I’d maybe, POSSIBLY meet someone important, who MAY come see my tiny show going up in a living room somewhere, was TERRIFYING. It is STILL TERRIFYING. But that’s my “plan.” So that’s what I’m gonna do. [Cue total confidence in all my life choices.] Holler atcha girl in 10+ years when she’s directing on the BWay for some discounted tickets, it’s about the be the hottest club in town, is all I’m saying.

What will you miss?
My friends being less than an NJ Transit ride away. Diana Pizza. Those awesome, amazing, inspiring classes, (everyone take The America Diva: Race, Gender, and Performance or just go hear Jeanine Tesori speak). Those classes that move you and challenge you and make you think and make you feel powerful. And just being at Barnard honestly. It’s been our home for so long, so I’ll just miss Barnard.

What won’t you miss?
Homework. Papers. Grades. Just stop.

Favorite place on or off campus?
On campus: Liz’s Place/Diana 2 forever and always (even with gross looking scaffolding), and my suite in CG with the best suite mates in all the land. It’s been a pretty great home for the last year, I must say (cue more tears). Off campus: The Public Theater, the best place in the world. Hit them up for some fab shows.

In 5 words or less, what’s next?
No money, lots of theater.

Midnight Breakfast or Orgo Night?
Is that even a question? Fab music, fab people (plus Queen DSpar), fab food, over ALL things sweaty and in Butler.

If you were a Morningside Heights bar or restaurant which would you be?
1020 on the night of my Fall Break birthday. It was totally empty, I was in a booth with my best friends, the bar tender was serving us some random concoctions and we were just living our best lives.

Who would play you in the biopic of your life?
America Ferrera, OBVIOUSLY.

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