Although it took a little bit of time to adjust, at this point in the semester both my stomach and I agree that Ghanaian cuisine is dope. A couple of my housemates and I came across a hole-in-the-wall restaurant full of local people and decided to give it a go, and it was one of the coolest dining experiences I’ve ever had. Read More
I’m sure you’ve all heard about this “Polar Vortex” stuff by now and some of you may be fortunate enough to have felt it firsthand. Well, I think – and I’m sure I can speak for everyone else – it’s about time this Ice Age comes to an end.
Every February 2nd, a rather large rodent crawls out of its warm little den to decide the weather patterns for the next two months. Well, this year, Phil the Groundhog decided he was going to see his shadow and plummet the Northern Hemisphere into 6 more weeks of frigid winter. You had one job, Phil! One job! Read More
I sat down to write this post while I was working the phones for the Undergraduate Admissions office. We have a hotline, 212-998-4500, that is staffed by the Admissions Ambassadors, and we all have a few shifts each week where we answer phones. Originally this post was going to be about Valentine’s Day, a holiday for which I am very excited, but before I could make too much headway with that topic, I got caught up in conversation with my fellow Ambassadors and decided that made a better post instead. Read More
There has been a lot of snow lately. As you’re reading this right now, hopefully where you are is completely snow free and filled with sunshine and warmth. As I’m writing this, I’m looking out the window of my apartment into the dark night, with snow falling everywhere and ice ridden sidewalks waiting to sprain my joints. You must understand that being Puerto Rican, I have a genetic disposition towards sunlight and warmth and any semblance of heat, so this is a rather arduous time in my life. Therefore, I’ve decided to deal with my relationship with the snow in the way I feel most equipped: through art. I hope you enjoy my original poem in the style of E. E. Cummings (meant to be read to the beginning of “Haunted” by Beyoncé). Read More
I broke a personal record and went to not one, but two Tear it Up! games this month alone. To give you some context, Tear it Up! games are NYU Athletics home games. They generally bring out a decent crowd and students get free food and a t-shirt to amp up school spirit! There’s also a half-time show where our cheerleaders, dance team and pep band entertain the crowd while our teams prepare for the second half. Read More
I live in Africa.
I go to New York University.
Is this real life?
After a long and extremely turbulent flight (the woman sitting next to me cried and prayed for a solid half an hour straight), I finally touched down in Accra, Ghana. There was no jet-bridge connecting the airplane to the terminal. Instead, the other passengers and I walked down a flight of stairs onto the actual tarmac. The first greeting I received was by a friendly airport employee who welcomed me to Africa with an enthusiastic “Akwaaba!” The next thing that hit me was the heat. It goes without saying that the former was a bit more pleasant than the latter. Read More
In the off chance that I have free time, you can usually find me (read: hear me) playing my ukulele and belting out the lyrics to my favorite songs, hiding behind the closed door of my bedroom to avoid anyone associating the noise with me. I’m a total closet ukulele nerd, which is a step up from what I was last year – a bathroom ukulele nerd, a title my first-year roommates bestowed on me for always occupying the bathroom to play in private. I have three ukes in my quiver, a concert, a soprano, and a baritone, as well as a binder full of ukulele-specific sheet music (all transposed by yours truly), and even those weird felt pics no one uses that were made specifically for the delicate strings of an uke. I’m an uke freak – you get the picture. Read More
Short trip to Jacksonville – one of my favorite cities. Here to represent NYU at the Jax spring college fair hosted by the University of North Florida, which is actually in North Florida and makes sense, unlike the University of South Florida, which has always baffled me given that USF is in Tampa and that simply does NOT make sense. Tampa is hardly South Florida. Ask anyone from Miami and they will tell you that for sure.
“I hopped off the plane in San Juan with a dream of a suntan and a Vocaholics cardigan.
Welcome to the land of palm trees and mofongo, am I going to fit in?
Hopped on the bus, here we are for the first time! Look to my right and I see the beautiful Atlantic Ocean and the historic, walled in section of San Juan.
This is all so crazy. Everybody looks at us like we’re famous.” Read More
I am an animal lover. I actually used to want to be a veterinarian, until I realized that being tremendously allergic to both cats and guinea pigs would probably make that difficult. But, my love for animals soldiers on, and since I’m not allergic, my family actually has four dogs. It makes for a full house, but also a fun house. The sad thing though, is that none of my wonderful dogs can actually come with me to college. So that means when I’m in the city, sometimes I go through dog-withdrawal. Read More