Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Let me introduce myself...RA Molly!

Hello. My name is Molly. (This is where you say "Hello Molly") I'm a Screenwriting major and Gramercy's very own Head RA. Pheew, glad I got that off my chest! I'm a senior now which means at the end of this year I will be kicked out of Gramercy and thrown into the streets! Okay, maybe not that dramatically but come on, I'm a film major. That means I love to talk about anything movies and TV! So if you ever see this face...

...stop me and tell me your favorite movie! (Yeah notice my awesome Star Wars shirt.)

But don't worry, I have other interests too. Anybody out there like sharks?! What about tigers?!

Pretty cool right? And yes...that Monk is indeed on a cell phone. Either way, I'm still like half jungle woman...on my mom's side. Hmm...wait. That's not right. I'm actually from Long Island. It's not that exciting BUT I am the youngest of 9 kids! 5 of which are girls so I think that's why I feel so at home at Gramercy! We're a cute little family! (And between you and me, I'm the super hilarious, cool one.) I'm always ready with a joke, so make sure you stop me if you need some cheering up!

Alright. I think you've learned enough about me for one post. Hopefully I'm leaving you clawing for more. And don't worry people, there's more.

Home Away From Home, by RHD Nicole

I'm going on my 5th year of being the Residence Hall Director of Gramercy, and I love it more today than I did 5 years ago.  I’m so proud to be a part of this unique community of women.  One thing that makes Gramercy so special to me is that it's not just my "job," it's also my home.  The residents that live here aren't just students at SVA that live in Gramercy, you’re my neighbors.  Living and working in the same community can be challenging, but for me, it's extremely rewarding.  There is something special about this building and community that breeds hard-working, respectful, involved, and remarkable women.  And every year, I’m honored to be a part of your college and life experiences.

This was my college Residence Hall... just a little bigger than Gram.
My college experience was greatly enhanced by my years living in a Residence Hall.  I was a transfer student from a community college in California, where I lived at home, and moved to New York where I lived with 1200 students that I didn't know.  I had wacky roommates that were complete strangers to me, and are now still some of my closest friends.  I met people outside my major and class that now, more than 10 years later, are still my best friends.  I had experiences that I would have never had if I had lived in an apartment on my own.  The two years that I spent in that Residence Hall were some of the best years of my life.  It was the only time in my life that I lived in a community comprised of my peers, and it became my home.

The Most Incredible Summer - by RA Sari

I had the amazing privilege of being able to spend the summer in California for internship at Pixar. I remember really wanting to leave, but I knew at the same time I would be super homesick. Some people would say, "It may not be as glamorous as you think when you get there.” And to some degree, I felt the same way. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, so even if it were this terribly awful experience, I would have to suck it up for the sake of my resume. So, that began my adventure.

The flight and the apartment I stayed in were all paid for by Pixar, along with it being a paid internship. $$$...yes! On our first day, I was a ball of nerves, even though everyone was super fun and friendly. We didn't do anything really, besides meet other interns and go over what we would be doing, etc. During that week, we had our first assignment. W a Toy Story 3 prop to model (virtually build inside the computer). I was so comfortable at school doing this, and I've done much harder things, but for some reason this was the most stressful thing in the world for me. I said to myself "This will probably get so much harder, and if I can't handle this, I won't be able to handle every other week." And to my surprise, the first week was the hardest, only because we didn't know what to expect.