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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

About 3 Months In


Two six-pagers, one presentation, a few dozen posts on Black Board, roughly about thirty articles read for Transnational Media Flows, two three page journals, one presentation, and roughly about another twenty-five articles read for Communication Processes, and lastly one five pager, about twenty-seven pages of notes and roughly about sixty articles read for Media, Culture, and Communication Core have all been done thus far.

As for my California visitors, old friend from the high school days known as beej, old boss and husband, the be-you hommegirl, "the marine" and "team stacey," and la china have came and gone. On the same note, I've meet some New Yorkers, one that plainly called me a retard that I will never speak to again, another that is a rad english man that's about one foot and four inches taller than me, one that I meet at the Wreck room, and another that happens to be just plain fabulous whom introduced me to the best basil chicken fried rice of my entire life...don't think I forgot about you...I also meet this fabulous being whom shared some of the best cafe con leche and repas in Bushwick on Sunday. The grad life has giving me the distinct pleasure to hang out with some of the greatest people. One being, my hommegirl who is me minus the "T," the "zal" man, the comedian whom I actually had some frozen yogurt with today, and other MCC-ers who have shared great conversations/times with me (awesome peeps all around).

What awaits? Well, let me tell you...
One six pager and one twelve to fifteen pager for Transnatinal Media Flows, one twenty pager for Communication Process, and one six pager for MCC Core, plus all the reading/research that comes along with the writing. As for the California visitors, the cali roll whom I get to see tomorrow, the be-you hommegirl for thanksgiving weekend, the executive BFF in December, the "I want to do everything, and see everything" travel-all-over and the "I'm just along for the ride," and lastly, the uncle and the girlfriend. They too will come and go; both the writing and the visitors. When everything has been said and done, I will be on a plane to San Diego.

The twenty day visit to San Diego will also be inclusive of Mexico, Los Angeles/Anaheim, and Las Vegas. After "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" is all said and done as well, I will be on a plane back home. Yes, its true. New York has now become home. When back at home on Thursday the twentieth of January, I must make time to buy the books for the new spring semester, and buy some more furniture. Come Monday, the spring semester starts.

This blog was mostly intended to justify my lack of text message responding, as well as formulating a "to-do" list for my own personal "scatter brain." All I can think of at the end of the day is an In & Out burger, paying a visit to my dentist in TJ and eating some tacos after my teeth cleaning, and my family.

Home is where the heart is, and even though my ugg snow boots fit, I kind of miss my 6th grade nike cortez's.

-TAC





Friday, September 17, 2010

One Month Anniversary


Literally speaking, my one month will be at 9:30pm today, but I'm experiencing some insomnia at the moment. Decided to write instead of aimlessly trying to sleep.

Thus far, NYC has been good to me. Considering the month as a whole. The beginning was rough. Let us dive into the recapitulation of the move...

My first apartment that had been rented since mid-June, was located in Harlem. Having lived in heavily Hispanic/Latino communities for most of my life, driving into Harlem was a culture-shock. Had I never watched a Jay-Z video or Nas video before moving to NYC, I would have probably died from the initial shock.

That same night, I spoke to Mara (Mara, if you read this...THANK YOU AGAIN! Girl, you saved my soul), and through my sobs I told her what I was feeling at that very moment. That phone call was followed by the sleepless night that marked the start of my new life in New York city. Senor, Senora, Mocoso, and myself slept (tried to at least) on the hard wood floors of the W 137th Street apartment located in heart of Harlem that night.

In the morning, cramped-up, eyes swollen from the crying, and the feeling to want to vomit, I got up to 8 different e-mails containing information for different apartments/studios in the city and in Brooklyn from Mara. One of those 8 listings happens to be where I currently reside, in Brooklyn.

The new apartment was ready for me to move in on September 1st, and in the meantime, I was living out of a suitcase in Boston for 6 days with Martha, and in the Bronx for 2 days with Tim. By this time I was worn out and ready to start actually living in NYC. I moved into my Brooklyn studio that very Wednesday on September 1st. The apartment had just been vacated and therefore nothing had been cleaned. My hot water was the color of urine, and cockroaches seemed to also be sharing my new space.

Since then, I've started school and now own 4 pieces of furniture. The four pieces include 2 dressers (only one has been built), a desk chair, and a bed. Up until last week, I didn't own pots, pans, spoons, forks, and other necessary kitchen tools. Nonetheless, things are coming together little by little. Brooklyn doesn't feel like home just yet, but I have a feeling that it will soon.

As for school...it's amazing. I'm enjoying every minute of it.

I would not trade NYC or NYU for the world.

My stride is quicker and
my waistline is less bigger

I'm starting to get the grove
of the big new york city hood

My choncha back home was green
but the NYC metro keeps it "G"

I'm living in the city that never sleeps
and maybe that's why I can't seem to rest

Home today is where the stupid bitch across the way
decided to move her shit out of the way

New York city...
where "people watching" is cool
and it's where
I get to stare
at men
everywhere!

Ok...It's 5 am.

Mimis time.
-Tanya Andrea Cornejo