Movement is one of the many, many dance collectives on campus that are always practicing out on lower Sproul Plaza and blasting some obnoxious hip-hop dance mix. What's different about Movement is that they have several different divisions of dance and swing happens to be one of them. I've been meaning to put all those swing dance lessons I've taken to use and try out, and so far I've managed to forget every single year. But not this spring! Also, given that it's "no experience required" I figure I have a leg up.
While I'm generally would not describe myself as an exhibitionist, this is always something that I've wanted to do. And actually, come to think of it, exhibition really has nothing to do with it because I wouldn't want people to see. I just like the idea of doing the nasty around all those books. Books are sexy.
Since next semester is supposedly going to be the semester that I do all the things I've been meaning to do for the last 3 years but haven't gotten around to, I'd like to up my commitment to the magazine and actually plan an event. I was thinking a filmfest would be cool and maybe get the magazine involved in some environmental advocacy stuff, because we definitely don't do enough of that.
I have never been to Berkeley's PCN, or Pilipino Cultural Night, and frankly, that just feels kind of wrong to me. Even more wrong than never having been to a football game. I've been deterred by the fact that the showcase of filipino dance and music and other culture related things usually runs 5 hours. But given that this is my last chance as an undergrad, I feel a certain cultural compulsion.
In my 3 years at Cal, I've managed to go to a professor's office hours once. It's always seemed like I could never find the time in my schedule and it didn't seem particularly important given that they don't grade my papers or my tests. Interestingly, once Professor Litwack—a tycoon of a professor and one of the best lecturers I've ever had the pleasure of enjoying—retired, I began regretting not going to his office hours because I'd missed out on an opportunity to talk to a great thinker. One of the best things about being at a prestigious university like Berkeley is all the great minds that we have access to. Stockinger, who I have for Soc 160: The Sociology of Culture, is retiring after this year and he's as much a tycoon and as good a lecturer as Litwack, so I figure I better get on that, especially since the semester is winding down. (BTW, this was the only picture I could find of Dr. Jim on the entire interweb).
Friday, November 16, 2007
Top 5 Things I Want To Do Before I Graduate
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Top 5 Things I Want To Do Before I Graduate
5) Go on a trip to Vegas, and if that fails, Disneyland. Seeing as Vegas is the adult's Disneyland, I feel like these can go together. I want to visit Vegas as a legal drinker/gambler. I loved Vegas as a minor, so I can only imagine the joy and trouble that I can get into now. I also have not been to Disneyland since the summer you and I went, Sofia, and I need to relive the tutu-wearing experience. I'm in Cali, I might as well go! Two wonderful places just a small plane ride away.
4) Take a fiction writing class. I miss enjoyable, creative writing classes, and Stanford's are supposedly really good. Val is taking one this quarter, and it looks really fun. I want to take a class that does not require serious problem-setting or shit tons of reading.
3) Go to Exotic Erotic. Playboy named it one of the Top Ten College Parties, yet I have not gone in the past three years. The rule of the party is simple: girls get to wear two items of whatever they want; guys get one. Basically everyone gets slutty (though some are very creative), and rub up against each other. As that is totally my scene, you can see why I've yet to attend.
2) Go camping at Yosemite. I did not go with my freshman or sophomore dorms to Yosemite, which means I'll need to go on my own. It looks gorgeous and I can't imagine going four years here without making my way out there.
1) Fountain Hopping! One of the most iconic Stanford experiences, fountain hopping is a unique tradition that I have somehow missed. I shall do it before I leave though!
