The NEW New Yorker

Damn.

Sorry I haven't written in the last few days but its has been bananas! I landed in Newark, hopped in a cab and went straight to a bar to meet my friends! So I have been hopping around while I've been trying to find a place in Staten Island, luckily I'm friends with some REAL NY cats who have been giving me the low down on the city. And to all you peeps who think that New Yorkers are assholes, I will say this for the record, they are not. I have met the most kind people here in New York, much better experience than when I had moved to SA.  The people are cool here, and yes, some others are annoying or stupid, but you get that everywhere.

Here's a breakdown of what went on the last couple of days:

       Day One: 

Arrived and headed to Woody's McHale's bar, where they were nice enough to hold all my luggage while I drank. I then went over to my friend's Mo diggs, which was down the block from Time Square. We walked over to the square around 3 or 4 in the morning, and all I can say was it was awesome. No people, totally deserted and empty- it was beautiful.

Day Two: 

I roamed the city, while Mo had to get his last rehearsal before heading out on tour for Deadbeat Darlings. I walked the entire Lower East Side. It was a gorgeous day outside, perfect weather and just the right amount of sun. I then meet up with Destiny in Brooklyn for a Vice Magazine party- Do and Don't party. Then we all bounced over to Lit in the city and partied the rest of the night away.

Day Three: 

I picked up my things from Mo's said good bye since he was leaving on tour, but would see him on Monday for his birthday. Took a cab over to Destiny's and meet her family. We then just hung out for the day, took her cute little dog prissy for a walk over to the bank, and then chilled for a bit before heading out. We picked up some rum (by the way: Capt. Morgan Black Spiced Rum is like 47% Alc and about 100%), some coke and pre-partied before heading over to the Large Professor Show at the Bowery Poetry Club. Then got a slice of pizza and called it a night.

Day Four: 

Which was BY FAR the BEST DAY IN NYC!! I took the train and ferry to Staten Island to check out where I would be working and probably living. The grounds of Snug Harbor, which was an old retirement community for sailors, are now converted to Museums and Cultural Centers. Snug Harbor also is home to one of the oldest music halls/theatres in the East coast, second to Carnegie Hall.  This is where the current location for the Council for Arts and Humanities for Staten Island (aka Staten Island Arts) is residing. I walked by a beautiful gazebo and botanical garden with a large green pond on the opposite side.  The entire area is very serene and peaceful. I then took the ferry back to the city, and the F train out to Brooklyn- Prospect Park to catch Calle 13 live and for FREE! It was an awesome show, it was my first concert in months- the last being in SF with Sleigh Bells. I loved it, got to just meet people and hang out by myself. I then hooked up with Destiny afterwards and we kicked it with her friends- which also happen to be Nicaraguan! Ended it by passing out and feeling sore. 

Day Five: 

Woke up feeling good and rested, a bit sore from all the dancing I had done the night before. Took a nice stroll through the Lower East side and grabbed a couple of bagels... headed to Tompkins Park and chilled for a bit while we ate. The rest of the Saturday is now up to me... may head back over to Brooklyn to watch Saturday Night Fever and a Bee Gees cover band. But the day is still nice and hot, and may call for a long nice stroll with Prissy by the pier. 

Texas' Response: The Drums - We Tried Session Live

Last day in Texas

I have a bit of mixed feeling as I leave Texas today, my Dad saying goodbye-saying he will see me again when I get back. I laughed and said," I'm not coming back." Adding," I'll be in Europe in a few years, and you wont see me." He replied saying he'll see me at Christmas.

Yeah right, you'll be heading to NYC for the holidays-they've never been. And I will say this, as a person who really doesn't celebrate the holiday season- after working in any retail shop(my case Sam's Club), I truly enjoy NYC while all the lights are up and I can't wait for the snow!

The plan for today: Drink coffee, wake and bake the rest of my green, get ready for the plane and wait for my Moms to come and load up to get out.

I just gave my Dad a hug goodbye-he told me to write!?! Ok sure Dad, I'll write... or call, or text you? He's old, in his sixties, so that type of response is granted. 


In the past several days, I have been pretty much ALL over Texas. Flew in to Dallas for about 5 mins on Saturday- but have put about 700 miles in between Austin-San Antonio-San Marcos area. I'm very ready to get rid of my car and give her a bit of a retirement. She needs it. I've got to soak in the last bit of Texas, but now, it's time to move on.

I love you Texas, but I just don't think it's going to work out any longer. We had a pretty long run, and I'm grateful for all you've done, but I think it's me and not you. You're great, it's just that I'm growing, you're growing and I don't think it's together. So... I guess we have to break up now. We can still be friends, eh? 

Me and Texas are breaking up, but it's completely amicable. We have an understanding, I think Texas knew it was coming. I've been unhappy for quite some time now.

Two Door Cinema Club - Something Good Can Work

My last few days in Texas

Hooray! I got the position with Council of Arts and Humanities for Staten Island! I'm very elated to be part of a team of some awesome and inspiring people. I'm excited!

I leave Texas in three days. When I leave, I'm not going to be looking back that often, I know I'll come back to visit, but the goal of this is to continue to the next step. Perhaps, after a few years in NY, I'll go to Europe or anywhere! The possibilities are endless.

In the last three days, I said goodbye to co-workers, was whisked off to Houston to see the city and the fireworks, and then returned to my last First Friday art walk here in San Antonio. It's interesting enough to see that everything always comes full circle. I remember my first week in San Antonio; I had just started school, living and commuting from New Braunfels, and was invited to First Friday by my peers at my internship for the Alameda. That First Friday is drastically different from the art walk I know today. It's interesting to see how things evolve, how they change and how you, yourself grow and adapt to the very same changes.

I think, after last night, this whole situation has become more and more realistic. The feelings and emotions are finally starting to sink in, and the realization that I won't be in Texas anymore is blooming into full fruition.

The journey is truly about to begin.  This blog is serving as an active journal, of my trials and tribulations of the next year, and how I will adjust, how I will grow, and how anybody with a dream and passion can make things happen. I'm going to try and be as open and honest about most of my life, that way this is more of a personalized diary.

I'm sure you read before that I have been planning this for months, but the extent of me actually going into details of the hours I've spent in front of the computer looking at jobs, cost of living, rentals, neighborhoods, bike routes, transit systems, and much more including the boroughs and local government, it would exhaust you. That's what I have been doing for the last four months, on top of working, internships (working), school and side projects. And it hasn't only been for just New York, I've looked at San Francisco, Chicago, and Houston. Now, I can narrow down my focus and start putting my energy and thoughts into my new home.

For the last few months, I've heard from both sides; the positivity and encouragement, but I've also heard the negativity and the discouragement. For those who have been supportive, thank you, for in your life-you too will do great things, because you have the optimism not only for yourself, but for others-which is selfless. I think that's a trait most of us strive for in life. For the others, re-read that last sentence.

I'm overjoyed! This single girl is ready to hit the ground running. New York, here I come.

The world has given me a sign.

New York, it is.

In less than a few days, I will be flying to New York, on my own and alone. I was nervous at first, but once I got wind of my second interview, I knew that I had to jump ship. I'm leaving with confidence.
I'm excited, nervous but not scared. I've been on my own and have pretty good intuition about things. I know I'm going to do fine, I have too much common sense and street smarts, which should help me navigate through the city.
For all of you out there who don't know me, I've been jabbering about this moment for six months. Ever since I left New York, I left my heart behind too. I cried the entire flight back. I wanted so bad just to stay... forever. I knew that once I boarded that plane that I would be back for good, or make it my home for a while. The universe is making everything fall into place, and I'm grateful. Truly grateful. My heart seems like its fluttering a  million miles a minute, at this very moment. Just the thought is sending stars and warm fuzzy feelings to my head.

I'm ready for this. I've been preparing for this for a while. Selling and giving away half my items. Packing things and storing them, not sure when I'll come back for them. The thing is, if I don't take the plunge now, I never will; and luckily, things have been falling into place and screaming that this is the TIME. The time is NOW. I have no lease, no job, and have an extended amount of time to repay my school loans- because technically I haven't "graduated" (it's not official until August). I'm seeking approval of my Minor...  I have an additional two months before I have to start paying! Ha ha, Suckers. 

I've gotten nothing but positive responses! Thank you everyone, for the encouragement and moral boost! I'm confident that this is the path that my life will lead. I'm hoping to make New York my new home, whether permanent or temporary.

I'm ready. I'm young, I'm wild and free.

The Whitest Boy Alive - Burning (MUSIC VIDEO)

So here's the plan...

Now, it's almost finalized- I have to pick between two cities, both at the oppisite ends of the US.

1. New York or 2. San Francisco.

It all comes down to Monday... the clock is ticking. I'm anxious.
So, I haven't really told anyone what the plan is exactly- but it looks like both cities are lining up.

If I take of to NY (Staten Island) then I would be living with an art collective for a little bit- and meet some really cool people. I will be taking a Megabus and flying out of Houston.

If I take off to SF- my cousin is willing to put me up while I job hunt. I will leave by plane in Austin on July 4th.

I want NY! That's where my little heart is really and truly needing to go. I can't be afraid any longer, I just have to take the plunge! I've packed up everything and put it all in storage for the time being- selling a few other things and getting out of here on Thursday! I have only four more days in Texas! I've packed most of my things, but I now need to go through and pack all the things I will need for the next month, which means doing laundry and pulling out articles of clothing that have been packed.

I'm ready to let go, though I won't forget all the people whom I've connected with here in texas, but I do feel like this is the next big step that I MUST take. In order to let myself grow into that beautiful person that I've been wanting to be, I must move on to gain those new experiences.

Lets do this.