Since I am currently unemployed, I can't really do too many things that require spending a lot of money because I have no idea how long it will take me to find a job(with this economy, I'm guessing forever?). I decided that I should start running consistently again like I did when I lived in FL. I had kind of stopped for a while but about a week ago, I started going to Marine Park (the least frightening park in Brooklyn). It's actually a pretty nice park in a pretty nice area by Brooklyn standards.
At first I'd go running in the early evening because it wasn't as hot but also not completely dark. I always loved running after dark but something about doing that in Brooklyn just sounds wrong. However, tonight I decided to do the unthinkable and went running at night! I figured, I may never find anyone to go running with me at night and really, who cares? If something bad is meant to happen to me it'll happen regardless of where I am. And now that I've done it, I can honestly say that it wasn't scary at all. There were a lot of people in the park and I'll most definitely do it again. I think the key to maintaining my sanity will be to live my life as close to the way I want to live it despite my current location (and stay thin in the process ;).
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Guys in NY are weird...
So I've officially been back in Brooklyn a month and although I'm from here, I am still getting used to it. One thing I'd forgotten about NY is how forward and overly self-confident guys here can be. Just last week I had a couple of random happenings.
Wednesday I went to a bar in Williamsburg for this Yelp elite event where I met some new people, a couple which were guys. Now, although I am single, I was really just looking for some new friends. This one particular guy seemed nice, fun and actually lived in my neighborhood (which was kind of far from where we were) so we talked a lot and ended up taking the train back together. Anyway, I was in one of my "I hate guys" moods and mentioned this on several occasions. I'm not sure what part of that he didn't understand or why he would think that he could be excluded from my sentiment, but apparently he did because when we went to say good-bye for the evening, he went to kiss me. What was that about? We were not on a date, I never acted like I liked him that way, I was just being nice. I guess around here being nice can be misinterpreted for being flirty? I don't know, but I am far from a flirt.
Then the next day, I was dressed up to go to this Nokia party at the Marquee in NYC and I was wearing this black Kenneth Cole wrap dress which was a bit lower cut that I am used to but I wanted to look hot so I went for it. That was slightly annoying. While waiting for a train, some guy walked over and stood in front of me, looked me over and told me I looked sexy. Then another guy kept staring at my cleavage while on the train as well as the guy at the news stand where I bought a Redbull. I'll never understand why guys think cleavage is so exciting. They're just breasts! And why must guys in NY always go out of their way to tell you they think you look hot? This has happened to me several times since I've been back and never happened while I lived in Florida or even in NJ. must be a NYC thing. I guess guys are are just more confident or they think that can get them somewhere. It's weird.
Dating in NYC is sure going to be interesting!
Wednesday I went to a bar in Williamsburg for this Yelp elite event where I met some new people, a couple which were guys. Now, although I am single, I was really just looking for some new friends. This one particular guy seemed nice, fun and actually lived in my neighborhood (which was kind of far from where we were) so we talked a lot and ended up taking the train back together. Anyway, I was in one of my "I hate guys" moods and mentioned this on several occasions. I'm not sure what part of that he didn't understand or why he would think that he could be excluded from my sentiment, but apparently he did because when we went to say good-bye for the evening, he went to kiss me. What was that about? We were not on a date, I never acted like I liked him that way, I was just being nice. I guess around here being nice can be misinterpreted for being flirty? I don't know, but I am far from a flirt.
Then the next day, I was dressed up to go to this Nokia party at the Marquee in NYC and I was wearing this black Kenneth Cole wrap dress which was a bit lower cut that I am used to but I wanted to look hot so I went for it. That was slightly annoying. While waiting for a train, some guy walked over and stood in front of me, looked me over and told me I looked sexy. Then another guy kept staring at my cleavage while on the train as well as the guy at the news stand where I bought a Redbull. I'll never understand why guys think cleavage is so exciting. They're just breasts! And why must guys in NY always go out of their way to tell you they think you look hot? This has happened to me several times since I've been back and never happened while I lived in Florida or even in NJ. must be a NYC thing. I guess guys are are just more confident or they think that can get them somewhere. It's weird.
Dating in NYC is sure going to be interesting!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Love sucks!
I think the title of this post is pretty self explanatory. It's how I'm feeling right now. I am technically single but my heart still thinks it's involved in a relationship. How do you move on when you know it's the best thing to do but you still have feelings for someone? I obviously don't know how because I've been trying to do just that for a while now. I wish I could just take a pill that would erase that person from my memory.
Ugh, love just plain sucks.
Ugh, love just plain sucks.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Back where I started
I've been wanting to update this blog for a while now but haven't gotten around to it, however, enough is enough ad there is no reason I should not write daily, especially with all the extra free time I have now that I am not working.
To update you on the happenings of my life, I moved back home to Brooklyn for the time being instead of moving to San Francisco. It was a last-minute decision based on a lack of sufficient funds and place to live (finding a room on CL was much more difficult than it seemed). Plus I also came back for other personal reasons. It was not an easy decision, especially since I swore I'd never move back to Brooklyn, but sometimes you can't have everything you want in life exactly when you want it.
So anyway, my change of plans made moving slightly easier. Moving fees were cheaper and I didn't have to worry about finding an apartment/roommate because I was moving back home. Part of me was kind of excited about it. I mean, I love NYC, and moving to Brooklyn meant being a subway ride away from the greatest city in the world! Sure coming home now would be so different than the last time I officially lived here (when I was 18). I now had a dog, a car, and some sort of career (more on that later), not to mention a lot of life experiences. I saw this as an opportunity to re-visit my hometown and see things from a more grown-up perspective. I'd always hated Brooklyn when I was growing up here. I felt that I never fit in but looking back, I really didn't know all that much about it, especially since I grew up in the same neighborhood my entire life. Brooklyn is NYC's biggest Borough and I only knew a fraction of it. It's changed a lot since the last time 1121o was my zip code, and so many people seem to be moving here on a daily basis so perhaps there was more to it than I thought? I decided that this would be my time to see and experience all I never did before so that I can make a more educated conclusion about how I feel towards Brooklyn.
Not ony would this move mean literally exploring new territory, but it would also mean exploring new territory career-wise. I left my full-time retail job that I had for 6.5 years to explore something new. Moving to SF would've been a big risk for me, but this is an even bigger risk especially the way the job market is today. I'd been wanting to make a change for a while now and the time has finally come to make it a reality. So now, not only do I have to re-adjust to living in Brooklyn, but I have to find myself and a job that will truly make me happy.
This is a tough challenge but not an impossible one...
To update you on the happenings of my life, I moved back home to Brooklyn for the time being instead of moving to San Francisco. It was a last-minute decision based on a lack of sufficient funds and place to live (finding a room on CL was much more difficult than it seemed). Plus I also came back for other personal reasons. It was not an easy decision, especially since I swore I'd never move back to Brooklyn, but sometimes you can't have everything you want in life exactly when you want it.
So anyway, my change of plans made moving slightly easier. Moving fees were cheaper and I didn't have to worry about finding an apartment/roommate because I was moving back home. Part of me was kind of excited about it. I mean, I love NYC, and moving to Brooklyn meant being a subway ride away from the greatest city in the world! Sure coming home now would be so different than the last time I officially lived here (when I was 18). I now had a dog, a car, and some sort of career (more on that later), not to mention a lot of life experiences. I saw this as an opportunity to re-visit my hometown and see things from a more grown-up perspective. I'd always hated Brooklyn when I was growing up here. I felt that I never fit in but looking back, I really didn't know all that much about it, especially since I grew up in the same neighborhood my entire life. Brooklyn is NYC's biggest Borough and I only knew a fraction of it. It's changed a lot since the last time 1121o was my zip code, and so many people seem to be moving here on a daily basis so perhaps there was more to it than I thought? I decided that this would be my time to see and experience all I never did before so that I can make a more educated conclusion about how I feel towards Brooklyn.
Not ony would this move mean literally exploring new territory, but it would also mean exploring new territory career-wise. I left my full-time retail job that I had for 6.5 years to explore something new. Moving to SF would've been a big risk for me, but this is an even bigger risk especially the way the job market is today. I'd been wanting to make a change for a while now and the time has finally come to make it a reality. So now, not only do I have to re-adjust to living in Brooklyn, but I have to find myself and a job that will truly make me happy.
This is a tough challenge but not an impossible one...
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