weekend in the city

This past weekend, I went home to New York City and spent some much needed quality time with my fiancé and two girlfriends. Our mini-vacation began with a trip to the 9/11 memorial, which was magnificent. The amount of attention that is being paid to the details of the memorial is astounding. I was highly touched by the memorial pools, where the names of all the victims are inscribed. Hundreds of people surrounded the pools on this thirteenth year anniversary since the tragic event took place. The  emotional mixture of peace and sorrow was all around the memorial this past saturday morning and I am glad to have been a part of it. Even though somber memories of that day filled my heart during this trip, it was most definitely a humbling experience. Below are some photographs of the memorial.

NYC 9.13.

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That night, we celebrated our friend Teresa’s birthday by going to a blues club called “Smalls” in downtown manhattan. Prior to the club, we decided upon a small italian restaurant in Astoria, Queens for dinner, where we enjoyed pasta and some free rice balls and cookies. The next day, we enjoyed homemade omelettes with sausage and tea (courtesy of my fiancé Donte). Before heading off to the bus for our trip back to Philly, Teresa took us to Astoria park, where we watched a husky at the dog park and took pictures against the Triborough bridge. It was a magical time in the city, filled with laughter and running around freezing in the crisp fall air. Photos below.

Queens, NY 9.13.

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happy thoughts o_0

ideaI recently began substitute teaching again and things have been going quite great. It seems the universe is trying to send positivity my way because there are a lot of people in my corner concerning some possible new work coming up. Although it has taken a while to get to this place, I must say it feels darn good to know that all my hard work in college will pay off. It feels even better to know that the thousands I owe in student loans might actually get paid someday. In addition to my teaching dream, I have recently decided to actively pursue my acting one. Most recently, I scheduled an audit with an acting studio, which did not end so well for me or my gas tank. I drove for nearly three hours only to find that the class had been cancelled. Typically, my negative brain would panic and tell me it was a sign, but not this time. The older I get, the more I realize that everything happens as it should and there is a reason why the audit did not happen that day. However, it does not mean that this is a sign for me to quit. After all the struggles I have faced since moving to Philadelphia and leaving my acting passion behind, a little disappointing trip is not going to ruin my positive vibes. Lately, they have been everywhere so why quit now? For all you fabulous twenty-somethings chasing dreams with a depressed bank account, please stay positive and let whatever God you believe in take that wheel.

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