i am a powerslut...

not really... but seriously...it's cold here... 58 degrees? gosh!

Net..

Flix is Awesome...

just thought I say that!

I found...

people...

I talked...and they were listening...
and they talked...and it was interesting...

and all was OK...

I'm beginning to like this place more and more...

(now I only need to work on my nervousness/excitement for tomorrow night...)

The Marylander

This is long...so sorry for the grammatical/syntax mistakes (I just couldn't go over all of that again...)

It’s been almost a month since I moved here (and I have this weird obsession with recaps). If you are going to stop reading now, and want a summary here goes: So far, so good.

I live in a nice apartment near the University, though it is on the ‘terrace’ level, which means I’m below the lobby (supposedly is not a basement!). The university is 4 miles away, and it took me almost an hour to walk from there to here one particular Friday night. I’ve been trying to get engaged with campus life as much as I can, so I won’t feel I missed out on anything. I even went to a football game...which I left at halftime, cause I didn't understand all the crazy pauses every two seconds, so, yeah, that was that. I went to the Latino Graduate Student Association, and didn't feel Latino enough to belong in that group... I dunno, I think I'm going to go the the meetings, but their whole experiences seem so much different than me, even though we're all 'Latinos'...like a Russian speaking to a Yanomami from Venezuela. I went to the LGBT event, and found out that it was just like another informative event from the graduate school, full of people behind their tables trying to 'inform' and 'recruit' people to their organizations. Two things that I found interesting: Gay Jewish organization and Church Chaplains organizations... Maybe this is due to my ignorance, but, it was surprising nonetheless...

So lately I've been coming to the University to study cause I can't read that much in my room with all the distractions. This is a nice change, cause the campus is very student friendly. I can sit in the McKeldin Mall, under a tree and read my day away; or got to the 7th floor of the library and find complete peace and quiet. In the end, as much as I hate myself for spending money, when I could be cooking, I eat some Panda Express from the Student Union....then my classes, which are at 6:00 pm. My professors are über cool, and it shows that being a graduate student, specially a PhD one, has it's perks. The professors treat you with respect, and almost as if you were their colleague. More than one time I have encountered the Graduate Chair around campus and he always stops to ask me how am I doing, how are my classes, etc. Though I might be wrong, but it seems like it's a sincere engagement from his part. Of my cohort, I'm the only student that has dark skin though...which makes me think, is Anthropology still a white thing here in the US? Are the only ethnic anthropologist the ones that come from other countries? Anyway...

As far as my relationship with my roommate, everything has been ok until the moment. We get along well, and why shouldn't we? We have everything separate: room, bathroom, miscellaneous stuff...

I don't have a car, and that sucks...cause rearranging your schedule around the bus, can be a pain. Especially when you want to have a decent night life. So right now, until I meet new friends that have cars, my nightlife is restricted to 1:00 am, and that's cutting it short, cause at at that time the last bus leaves the metro station. Oh the metro...living near Washington D.C. is the best. The metro is very handy and accessible. I have already been to D.C. a couple times, and expect to go some other times in the near future.

Another great thing are the concerts and the music scene. I'm going to a Yelle concert in October, already went to a FREE Julieta Venegas concert, and obviously looking forward to many more. In my little island/home, Julieta Venegas would've charged a lot for a concert, and Yelle (a french singer) would'nt come at all.

The only thing is that... this is a new start, and like new starts, you kinda begin alone... Your friends are in another place, and though I know I'm here for a specific reason (which is to study) I can't put out the thoughts that want to go back. Though I won't! Everything here is nice, I just need to keep adapting... Everything happens for a reason (I hate that phrase) so this is the time to reinvent myself an have fun doing it.

Thanks for reaching out...I know you care!

aaaaahhh

I can't concentrate... isn't there a medicine for this???
mmmm i know...

DISTURBED!

I am so not concentrating on this report I have to give out today... I am nervous...
I can't concentrate!!!!

you may yet find stuff

hidden in unexpected places...

I am surprised that life sometimes still throws me these mean curve balls...but I have paid my dues damn it... I deserve to be happy (whatever that means) and be at peace with myself. Though the adaptation process has been a little weird, it hasn't been hard. And I'm more than ok...

Life as an adult started very sudden for me, but that's an old story now. I'm looking forward to what tomorrow may bring me... even if it's not that pleasant.

currently listening: Ghost by Ladytron

and it's over...

So long...
indeed it is over...

...utterly

alone...

Gay

Why does someone have to identify with being a homosexual just because you feel attracted to someone from your own sex... I mean, does straight people are identifying themselves as straight. even though there are like a million different ‘straight’ persons? I mean there are the ones that like really feminine bitches, fat girls, black dudes, asian people, latino thugs... and only homosexuals...

sexual tendencies and attraction are a great thing, but... why the need to identify?


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and another thing...
always with the bad rap... is it so wrong to say something nice... or nothing at all?

and so it is...

yeah he was... a positivist...
this is sad, and unexpected!

Listening to: That's not my name by The Ting Tings

Positivist???

So I'm reading one of the books as part of my reading assignments...

and the author, just blatantly blurts out...i'm a positivist!!!!


WHAAT??


I need to read keep on reading, because I may be wrong on what I think it entails on being a positivist, but I mean...in this day and age?? and anthropologist??? this is scary...

The book is: Research Methods in Anthropology by H. Russel Bernard

Internet

though taken for granted, one can not be surprised at the ubiquity of Internet nowadays. I mean, not even this post could be possible without it, but like almost everything, you don’t think about something until you lose it, or don’t have as much as you would like to. Oh my, I think this transitioned to something other, but oh well.

My reading list for class... oh gosh, I haven’t even started to read it all. I did start to read, but oh god it’s so much. At least, one of the required readings for the Methods class, I already read a good chunk of it from my seminar class. Writing Culture: The poetics and politics of ethnography, is a very good book, though at times it’s heavy with the same posmodern jargon they are trying to dispel from discipline (anthropology). Quite a heavy undertaking if you ask me! I’m actually proud that I already read this, cause that means that our professor in undergrad taught us well, and some deep actual stuff. I should never think less of my education at the University of Puerto Rico.

Currently listening to Ghost from ladytron, awesome band. I wish that now that I’m in the US, I can catch a concert or show. (Cause next week there is a FREE Julieta Venegas Concert in D.C.). Also, Leave de Glen Hansard (which is the Once movie soundtrack).

Favorite Books and what not...

On my recent trip to Europe, I took Prelude to Foundation by Isaac Asimov with me, to read on the bus rides. Well, not so much as Impressed, but more like I fell in love with the series. I read the next book in just 5 days (and that was in Madrid, while I was still on vacation). That came as no surprise because a few years ago I read I Robot and fell in love with Asimov's writing style. The interweaving of different stories, while maintaining the stories chronicity, is a refreshing take on this ever so charged and overloaded plots that we encounter almost everyday in movies and television. What was surprising (but not unexpected) is to find out that Asimov, was indeed the father of sci-fi. You can see the visions, imagery and the 'futuristic' technology you see from star wars to Star Trek on his works, done a long time before this was all developed. Even the Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy (which I also dearly love, for it's absurdist tendencies) makes subtle allusions to Asimov's work. Again I say, Indeed the father of sci-fi.

Sadly, I haven't had much time to read on that lately, as I just moved here for grad school. I guess that happens...now, on to Neon Genesis Evangelion (which I'm watching for the third time!!!)

Belgium crisis and boobs

Belgium is going trough a crisis, one that can be described as these post-modern crisis that we are growing accustomed to seeing every day: the dismemberment of a country because of it's ethnic/linguistic groups. This is happening because the forces that used to bind these groups together, are less tangible now, than they were before. Nowadays this is happening with the french and dutch speaking belges; also, is happening in Kosovo, with it's recent declaration of independence amid international controversy...

Now, what can you do? not much but hey, you can visit this site and show your support by showing a little love...
warning... As the title says the page has women's boobs all over the page. Though I think they're one of Krishna's greatest creation they are still boobs, and some noobs at work may find the page inappropriate, so please don't open it at work or whatever.... The link is here

Boobs for Belgium!

effed up!

It’s so fucked up when you feel you have to stop being yourself to feel a little better... sexuality is fucked up! The world is fucked up!!! People who think that...uugghhh

I’m going to borrow a leaf from my ex’ blog and use nicknames for certain people.

What is it about dreaming about my dead mum all the time... it’s frustrating, annoying even. Her memory haunts me in such a way that I can’t bear to wake up every day like that. It’s not so much as to actually dream about her, but it’s the dream itself. I always dream she’s ok, or still struggling with her sickness. And almost all the time I wake up crying....crying like a wounded bull in a bullfight... no exit, just reality sinking in...

And speaking of the dead...Sol and Luzbel called me just now and last thursday. Is it time already to let the wounds get some air? I mean, is it over? Is it starting? *sighs* I really don’t know... What I need right now is some air...and space (but not the kind of space like ‘go away I need some space’ more like the ‘come back later, I need some air..I’m suffocating cause it’s hot you know)...

I’m going back to sims now...

El extraterrestre

I find it hard to believe that my life would be any worse if my sisters were not born... or the opposite/same which is that our life would be better si mami no se hubiera muerto. Pues Daniel tiene ‘su casa’ en total abandono, sus hijas hacen lo que le da a gana y existe un sentimiento de powerlessness y anarquía en esta casa, digno de cualquier estudio sociológico.

Lo peor de todo es que no sé si es que no quiero hacer nada al respecto, no me importa si hago algo o no pues me voy pronto o estoy cansado de tratar de que me escuchen... nevertheless soy el loco en la casa que nadie escucha porque no sé de la vida, de la calle or any other relevant shit that influences how a house/family should be run.

Y soy el extraterrestre (this is a quote) en casa si trato de ejercer uso de la razón en cualquier aspecto de la cotidianidad... y me dicen desde chiquito que soy adoptao... for god sake’s...

Resumen

So obviously this means que me gradué (aunque con B en economía, which is a fight that I dunno if it’s worth fighting for, but anway) y que regresé luego de 48 días de viaje... And I saw a lot, like I mean, vi tantas cosas que en mi vida podré ver de nuevo en tan poco tiempo. And I am happy for that opportunity...

So much has changed...

Since I started this blog to this date, four years ago... So much has changed.

I opened this writing space for a girl...of course, so much has changed...

Now, I am at one of those moments where you say "I am at the top of my game"...for the moment I guess...

I can't believe four years have passed since I was a student at Mayagüez, and now I'm going to graduate...

and going to study in Maryland for the next 5 years or so for my PhD...Hooray for change!

Amen!

not like that

no todo es perfecto, más si todo lo fuer no creo que sería feliz...