Some quick facts about moi: I have always lived by the sea (except for college years, which I did not really fancy all that much) and I am settling for now by the Atlantic Ocean. I adore bridges and late night walks tuning in to the subtle chaos of the city. I am the star of my own kitchen and I love to entertain. I love my family, I love my friends and I miss them a lot. I love traveling and my best memories took place in cities all around the world from La Habana to Amsterdam, Paris to New York. I am up for the unexpected fun and I don't like to overplan my trips. About my blog: My blog has no central theme whatsoever. I just post whatever I feel like that day. I am maintaining it for myself more than anything as I have a memory weaker than the average fish. Though, if you, the random person, stumbled upon my blog and are enjoying it, I am glad you are here. Browse away!
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Strange encounter with a broker today… First of all, I shall note that the broker I met with today was VERY easy on my eyes. Yet he took me to his supervisor’s office who was really hard on my nerves.
I was told the fee was negotiable but they had me fill out a form and the form mandates the potential tenant to pay the full standard fee. So I filled out everything but did not sign the form. So this supervisor dude twice marked the signature field and asked me to sign. When I explained why I prefer not to sign, he decided to tore apart the form in front of me frantically. Luckily the actual broker was very nice about it and he sort of apologized. On the way out, the sweet broker proceeds to show me apartments on his phone and at this point he is acting nervous as if he will get caught and get fired. It was an awkward experience to say the least.
Why does it have to be so complicated to find a place to live in this city?
Still looking for apartments in New York. Why do I feel like I am going to end up being a homeless man in a month?! I finally gave up on craigslist and called a broker today. Waiting for him to get back to me and we will go from there.
I love the professional life! As tired as I end up being when I get home, I enjoy reading and watching movies. I always find something fulfilling to do. I actually even find the energy to cook a delicious meal and enjoy it. I can’t wait to have my own space so I can invite friends over to join me.
Talked to mom and brothers today. It is so amazingly sweet how they all don’t mind being up at 2am just to talk to me. I tell them to go to bed and they go ‘meh sleeping is overrated we want to talk to you.’ Once a friend told me that one’s family is what remains when all friends fade away… so true. I am making new friends by the day but as old friends get busy with their lives and not remember me as often, my mom and brothers are always there regardless of how tired and busy they might be. Every time I call, it makes them smile and they can read the slightest sign of worry in my face.
I am applying for an apartment today! Wish me luck.
I was beating up French people in my dream. I tend to get violent in my dreams when I am stressed. I hope that’s not a serious issue that needs to be addressed. I am not paying for therapy on top of every other expense at the moment. :) Good thing is though that sometimes the French I speak in my dreams even impresses me. :)
