Stephanie's Rules of Common Decency

Rule #37: When having sex, and people are in the next room, please be quiet.

Last first week of college

To sum up the first week of school:

This is going to be my BEST SEMESTER EVER! Well, at least I hope so. I want to leave college with a bang. And it looks like my classes will allow me to do so.

-Feminist Thought (with one of my fav profs, Barker-Plummer)

-Communication Law and Policy (all about the First Amendment)

-International/Global Media (focus on Indian Media)

-16mm Production (finally get to work with actual film)

-Advanced Ballet (my inspiration to work out)

In addition to this, I'm the TA for the Advanced Production class with my favorite prof, Madeleine Lim. And, I plan to do Luau again this spring, shaking my hips in Tahitian. I've set a couple of goals for myself to achieve within the next couple months.

*Get a summer internship (ideally working on the set of POTC4)

*Produce 1-2 shorts on my own time

*Start a consistant exercise regimen

*Achieve a 3.6 GPA

*Start working on my film school applications

*Read at least 2-3 books each month

*Study film history, technique, and theory on my own time

*Save at least $200 each month

I'm hopeful. I often set goals, only to forget them later. But maybe if I put them down here, in a public forum, it will motivate me more to achieve them. I'll check back with them by the end of May, and we'll see how many I completed.

Random video. This girl and I think a lot alike.

Moving In

My boyfriend (2+ years) and I have been discussing getting an apartment together in May. Partially because of financial reasons (much cheaper to split $800 than to pay it all on my own), partially because we really want to live together. However, just because we want to live together, it doesn't mean we should. When I asked his best friend about it, he pretty much told me not to (although this might be due to his own shitty experience).

So I wonder. How do you really know if you're ready to move in with a significant other? Part of me wonders if we're individually and collaboratively mature. I also worry about the dreaded urban tale that tells us those couples who move in together end up splitting. However, I've seen co-habitating couples stay together and others break up.

Ultimately, I've come to the conclusion that really no one can tell me whether or not living with him is a good idea. I can't gauge the solution based on other people's experiences, because they've all had different results. However, what I can do is try to figure out if I am ready. And this is where I'm lost.

How do I know if my boyfriend and I are ready/not ready to live together?

Dream

I had a dream last night that I was on the island with the cast from LOST. We sorta got rescued by the Dharma Initiative only to realize that they had a zombie problem. They took us to their city, where we met the citizens, some of which were the cast of Degrassi. The zombies broke into the city and we all boarded the ark-like ships from 2012.

Best dream ever?

With one week left in Hawaii, I'm trying to get as much done as possible. I want to soak in every minute of warm sun and friendly people before I return to the mediocrity that is San Francisco. OK, I lied. SF isn't horrible, but the Hawaiian fantasy is so engrossing that it becomes more and more difficult to leave. Which is why this is my last extended vacation. From now on, my life is based in SF. And by the end of 2010, I will have declared California residency (yuck).

Yesterday can be summed up in bullet points:

*wake up with Raj beside me (a luxury I rarely get to experience in Hawaii)

*relaxation at beach (I am addicted to the endorphin-releasing sun)

*discovered new Dole Cannery arcade, complete with lasertag (note to self: must do before I leave)

*The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus with Riana (new Terry Gilliam film is enchanting, definite must-see)

All in all, a fight-less day with the boyfriend (first in a while) and reconnection with best friend. Final consensus: a damn good day. Hopefully the start to a damn good week.

Every once in a while, I go on these self-improvement crusades. Try to fix what's wrong with me. It usually doesn't work.

Let's see how long this one lasts.

22 feels old

One unfortunate side effect of growing older is realizing that the people you once looked up to or respected are not as great as you formerly believed.

I always considered myself more immature than my peers, but now my peers are the ones falling behind.

How To Look Good Naked

There's this show on Lifetime called "How To Look Good Naked." It teaches women how to become comfortable with their own bodies, without forcing them to diet or go on an intense exercise regimen. It's all about building self-confidence.

Where do I sign up?

There isn't much that I do consistently, and blogging is no exception. I'll make an effort. Only for myself, as I'm sure this will remain unread by the masses. No qualms here. I've come to realize that my life is less than ordinary; in fact, it's downright boring. Boring is good. Better than awful.

Should I really settle for boring just because I don't want to be disappointed?