On Law School...

Your girl is definitely in the Big Apple, and doing the damn thing as a law student. I would be lying if I said it was easy, but life isn't supposed to be, so there's no need in complaining.

This first month has been something of a blur... But the rundown of the highlights is a necessity!

1) I live in an apartment and pay bills. Whoa. I've been an adult for a while, but now I feel really grown. Like, I-could-get-evicted-not-just-yelled-at-by-mom grown. I have two roommates, who are both really chill. When I arrived, however, I seriously doubted the fact that we would get along. Why you ask? One word: refrigerator. When I say it looked like something died up in there, I mean I saw the chalk outline and smelled the embalming fluid... I immediately had flashbacks to long house meetings and presents from mice. I was not letting that happen again... So...I got my own personal fridge and microwave, but then I come to find out that the roommates aren't the trifling ones, it was the girl who used to live in my room. Deep sigh of relief & a happy dance later, I'm back on track!

2) I saw Jay-Z in concert. Best. Night. Ever! There really is no need to say anything else on this point.

3) I had some undergrad reunion time, and met up with some really cool new people. I like the way my circle is expanding and shifting and solidifying around me. I feel good with most of the relationships I have right now, so good memories are definitely in the future.

4) Speaking of relationships... No, I"m not in one, but... Have you all seen the eyecandy available in NYC? Let me tell you a story that proves to me God is a woman...

So, it's a 90+ degree day, and I'm walking towards Broadway from my apartment. Right as I'm coming up to the corner, a young man walking adjacently to my path comes into view. In a matter of three smooth swagtastic steps, he has removed his shirt to bare his glistening body to the sun and all who could see. The reactions of the surrounding women (and some men) were enough to make a great sitcom scene, I promise. As he looks in my direction, I get a smile and a nod, and I know I'm going to have a good day. The end. Amen.

5) I have an all new stomping ground, and the newness of it excites me with anticipation. I feel the potential of the law, the concrete, the people, and the interactions of all three coming together to form a stained glass mosaic of color and sound.

Sigh... It's going to be a good 3 years.

On Poetry IV...

part 1 - the destination
city of hopes & dreams
funneling it all like jell-o shots
or j.lo on the 6
speed racer city streets moving
quick as my mind
quick as this pen
speed & danger, moving all the time
lights camera action
runways & sidewalks
uptown & downtown
theaters shows & art

part 2 - the path
NYC-bound
DC-bred
Lex Vegas latest
Dakar, the nose of the Motherland
Sent sweet scents circling me
Sending me to streets north
Pine Ridge, my tiospaye held arms open
When tears of mountains shed
Watering these hopes of generations pushing north
Caribbean cuisine causes currents
Callous colonials creating conflict
Cleaning, carving, culture, coursing north
The world pushes past thoughts & plans
Laid straight through the curves of my mind & body
Every corner & word pulsing out, up, North

Copyright A. Davis

On My Own Triflin-ness...

Almost a month though. I'm terrible...

On Summertime...

*cue the obligatory Will Smith song*

Ah, yes. We have once again arrived at the point in time where we as young adults have the right, damn near obligation, to set loose, go out, forget work, and make less than reasonable mistakes. It's the summer, and it not only brings with it the end of classes and my birthday, but it may also be seen as the harbinger of a multitude of other pleasantries.

And here's a compiling of my favorites as I sit at my desk, finished with all assignments due, at 10-something AM:

• midnight movie viewings (Transformers is the ish. If you haven't seen it, you're late already.) HP will be that crack. Yeah, I said it.
• 3 AM IHOP. Not to be confused with 3 AM WaHo in the L during the academic year. See, that 3 AM IHOP is significantly sweeter and delicious because you don't go back to your dorm room feeling the syrupy guilt digesting in your stomach...
• summer weekends! ie. 5 PM Friday-11 PM Sunday night. 11 PM because I've assigned myself a summer bedtime for Sundays. Law school apparently induces suicide-level stresses, and I don't need that kind of problem compounded with sleep deprivation. Depression isn't sexy folks...
• COOKING OUT. Nothing better than carcinogens on red meat. I'm actually serious on this.
• music overload. Welcome back to the city little girl, bring with you your deprived ears and saturate them with caressing melodies, witty rhymes, and new artists. (Wale's "Chillin'" is a new must. Not new per se, but a definite windows down blaster for me.)
• co-worker interaction. Indulge in the inter-office drama from the outside and temporarily as you, the perennial intern, are subject to it for only 2-3 months. teheehee.
• DVR/TiVo. You are no longer a true TV-watcher until you have induced comatose behavior to enjoy a full season of a show that was not available on your campus. (see: HBO's Brand New Voices. My heart was always with Hawaii, no lie. And if that Philly coach had cried ONE MORE TIME, I was going to take a train ride and whoop up on him. Punk.)

This list is not exhaustive by any means, but someone just did the I'm-going-to-walk-into-your-cubicle-and-be-nosy routine. You're not slick...

More later!

On Spring Term...

A lot of people got me really excited about the prospects of being in my small liberal arts college town during the six week mini-mester. However, this term has ended up being the dreariest, coldest, least sun-filled spring term in anyone's memory.

I think I may have something to do with it... Carrying 10 credits for six weeks (when normal folk are hitting anywhere between 0 and 4), I think I've brought the tears of the Lord down to this campus because I procrastinated my twelve week terms covering my tracks with the excuse of "taking advantage of my liberal arts options" when my major motivation happened to be NOT taking a lab science.

But I will say this, spring term has had a few interesting experiences for me:

-the resurrection of Truth or Dare as a hilarious pastime
-the resurgence in love of film and poetry
-the re-dedication to Biblical catching up/study
-the return to randomized late night fun

All that, and some Ouija board sessions, have made this term...interesting...to say the least (and kept me remiss in my duties as a good blogger...).

I'll be back, I promise.