I assumed, like most of you that follow this blog, that this indeed was a dead horse. A few months back I had made a subconscious decision to leave this behind. Not only the blog, but writing in general. I kept true to that unnoticed promise, until recently. I began noticing how I spend most of the hours on my long subway rides—it’s all spent devising different blog posts in a reflective sense. It’s been therapeutic, so I can only imagine how much more it is if I just write it all down and reread it at a later date (which I totally will—I do quite often.)
So that bring me to what I’ve been really thinking about lately and that is how life can change quickly. Just so quickly that you don’t even realize it until months after.
At the end of this month it’ll mark 6 months since I moved to New York City (I almost wrote “the big apple” god, gag me) and while riding that Q train all the way to the Avenue J stop (because I just couldn’t deal with the 5 train) I compared my life now to how it was back in September. HOW FUCKING DIFFERENT IS IT!? DAMN. I not only hung out with a completely different group of people, but I experienced a lot more. I was more curious because at that time everything was new and all my friends were from foreign lands, so food, culture and language was all something I had to talk about.
Now, the whole “newness” factor has melted away and New York is very much something familiar to me. I’ve noticed I’m less curious, more anxious, and a lot more driven to find full-time work—-And please prospective employers who may be reading this I just have one question for you…..WHY DO YOU HAVE APPLICANTS TAKE 40 MILLION TESTS as part of the process?! WHY?! WHY!
Anyway, just so I remember what life was like then and how it is now I figured I’d make a list of bullet points so I can easily scan through this and look back at a later juncture.
- My main friends had to be Eduardo, Ozge and Marina. All people from foreign lands. I still keep in touch with Eduardo, but I really do miss Marina.
-Day to Day: We ate out at great restaurants, drank wine, danced, and went to anything and everything we could find in new york.
-My main friends now are girls I went to college with! We all became really close after I moved here and I’m absolutely over the moon about it.
-Day to Day: We’re all underpaid or un employed, so for us going out and dining lavishly is difficult especially with high rent, so we watch movies, make fun of shit, drink a lot of coffee and walk aimlessly around the east village hoping to meet a rich man who will take us in and feed us golden apples.
I lived in Vlad’s parent’s house. In Queens. They complained I talked too loud. Nothing ever fucking worked. My room was freezing.
I live in my own studio in Brooklyn. No one complains about my volume. I think I could scream and people would be okay with it. I get all my mail. My room is blisteringly warm.
I interned at a design company located in the heart of the fashion district. I did awesome things. I went to fashion shows. I met important people and talked to designers.
I work in a store. A high-end consignment store. I get an okay discount. And lots of annoying customers, but also some really cool ones. It’s located in Gramercy Park.
I wanted a full-time stable job in fashion.
I just want a full-time job that’s stable in something I can talk somewhat passionately about.