Static’s second issue, First Times in Toronto, is out October 22nd. So to celebrate, over the month, you’ll get to know the contributors of the issue through some of their first times in Toronto.

Bhairavi “Berry” Thanki made her debut at Static Zine in the first issue with a story about a musician cabbie and she’s got a musically related topic for the second issue as well. She should just be walking around with music notes floating around her head. When she’s not busy being a proud Ryerson journalism grad, she’s producing promotional videos for South Asian TV shows, taking photographs around the city, blogging, going to as many concerts as humanly possible, watching 30 Rock reruns, playing with her guinea pig and trying to create her first viral meme.

First time I felt like Toronto was home was when it snowed for the first time. I ran outside in my thin cotton PJs, opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.

First job was Event staff for Ryerson Inter University and Special Events. I wasn’t very good at it.

First house was a tiny bachelor apartment on Dundonald street that I shared with a friend from back home. I still don’t get how the both of us lived there.

First favourite neighborhood was mine, Church and Wellesley. I still live here but it isn’t my favourite anymore.

First concert was Death Cab For Cutie at Massey Hall in Oct. 2006.

First bar/club I went to was Hemingway’s in Yorkville. Also where I had my first drink in Toronto: a strawberry daiquiri.

First outdoor concert was Free John Mayer concert sponsored by Best Buy. Good times.

First record store was Criminal Records where I also bought my first Beatles t-shirt.

First favorite book was White Noise by Don DeLillo. Thank you, Jonathan Rollins. Best prof ever.

First library was Ryerson library, represent!

First celebrity sighting was … I have not been very fortunate (the TIFF Gods hate me) but I did get excited when I saw Ian Hanomansing last year. That counts right?

First New Year’s was December 2006 at a cottage in Muskoka.

First Valentine’s Day was February 2007. Salad king by candlelight.

First time I stayed up all night was the first Nuit Blanche in 2006.

First time I went to the islands was for my sister’s birthday in August of 2007. We BBQed and played croquet. It was dainty with a manly twist.

First trip out of Toronto was Mt. Saint-Anne in Quebec. This is also when I snowboarded for the first time.

First time I got lost was my first day of class at Ryerson. It took me 45 minutes to get back home when I lived only 10 minutes away.

If I had a last day in Toronto, I would cry to start and then I would go to each of my friends’ neighbourhoods and explore it when them for an hour. I would make them take me to their favourite spots.