The first few days living in New York felt like a dream. Since I moved into my apartment a week early, my first few days in New York were spent exploring, running errands, and trying to make sense of the Subway routes. For at least three days, I felt like I was on vacation, that in a couple days I would be back at Drexel headed to class at the Urbn Center.
Me and Olivia Anton, my roommate. Definitely lucked out with our apartment, a reasonably priced one bedroom right by Columbus Circle. We were within walking distance of multiple pharmacies, grocery stores, subway stops, and the most important; TJ Maxx. For the first three months, I would be taking the bedroom and Olivia would be sleeping on the pull-out couch in the living room, then we would switch.
(My Room… for now)
After those three days, I had my first official day of work at Galore Magazine, located in Bushwick, Brooklyn. It’s a 30-40 minute commute on the Subway, but Michael Kors (my other internship) is only a mere 9 minute commute, so it evens out for the most part. I was surprised at how small the studio was, and how relaxed the environment was, I definitely liked it.
When the weekend came, I was introduced to my third job while living in New York, working at a bar/nightclub in Hell’s Kitchen. While the first night was hectic, I met a lot of nice co-workers, and realized that this was one of the best ways to make some sort of income while juggling two unpaid internships. On Saturday, Olivia and I were so exhausted that after a nice dinner at Giorgio’s of Gramercy that we were in bed by around nine o’clock (So much for the city that never sleeps). I seem to not realize how tired I am during the week because of how busy I am, but once the weekend rolls around I do some major catching up and am amazed at how much I can sleep.
The next week was the first week that I was working both internships and my third job at night. Like I said, the adrenaline seemed to keep me through the week and even through Friday night after some caffeine. Needless to say Saturday morning I woke up at noon, had brunch like a true New Yorker, and promptly went back to bed.
Once I awakened from my coma-like slumber on Saturday evening, I took a stroll to Barnes & Noble and eventually did make it out to the meat-packing district with two other D & M students. Sunday was filled with all the errands I didn’t have time to do during the week, and preparation for another busy work week.
(PhD Lounge @ The Dream Hotel)