I finally made it back my beloved hometown of NYC in early Sept and I'm alil less than loving it. Let's just say...it's not what I expected. Off to a slow start. But hey, the tortoise won the race right? So I won't complain too much.
The bright side(s): wonderful cityview from my bedroom window, meeting new ppl, and lots of great NYC pizza #yummy.
Isn't it bee-you-tiful?!? (even better @nite. Twinkling lites)
Anyhoo... Besides the fact that my housing feels like a hotel room (sans the room service), I think I'm alil homesick for Atlanta. Not that I want to move back but I miss my mama :( We are super tight and now I have to use my iPhone 4 video calling to get regular doses of mother-daughter time #thuglife. Real thugs love their mom and are not afraid to admit it.
Well after a few self-therapy sessions (I'm a psych major this is what I do. Ask about me.) I've decided I need a job, a hobby and a man-friend. A girl has needs for $$$ and energy release. Know what I'm sayin?
Actually what I'm saying is I need a dream. Besides the whole Columbia U. studying situation, what else do I want to accomplish here? What can bring me tears of joy while in NY? So...
Mission: to prowl the newspaper ads, craigslist, and street billboards to find something of interest/value.
Toodles.
- xoxo from my iPhone
