tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72197026887761514342011-07-07T19:42:48.472-07:00Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10105397874003063176noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219702688776151434.post-101918852508304902009-06-09T19:53:00.001-07:002009-06-09T20:54:04.449-07:00I made my way into the city about 2 weekends ago. A bit scary due to the fact that I felt like an ant in the midst of the biggest ant farm ever. I was alone, however anxious to see what I was getting my selfinto. <div>I had a strict agenda, and new exactly where I had to go and who I had to meet...or so I thought!</div><div><br /></div><div>Apparently, craigslist isn't always as accurate(or the people on craigslist). </div><div>I had a list of Streets &amp; Avenues that I needed to go to...</div><div><br /></div><div>My 1st stop: Upper East Side! (or so I thought AGAIN)</div><div>When I finally realized that the area was not as the pictures and the people didn't look like what I had envisioned, it was too late. I was expecting the upper east side from Gossip Girl. Well, I got the upper east side alright..so upper I got Harlem! </div><div><br /></div><div>My 2nd stop: East Village!</div><div>When I arrived to the old, prewar building, I wasn't surprised at all. It wasn't a dream but it was what seemed to be an average New York City apartment..(or so I thought)!</div><div>I met the man from maintenance that quickly showed me to the apartment that was available.</div><div>When he knocked on the door, I realized that it was not vacant but as any normal human being would do if you knew they were going to be showing your place...You would clean it!</div><div>From the first step into the apartment, I was literally stepping over food, clothes, shoes, gum and anything you can think of. The walls were black and the kitchen smelled like something had died. I wanted to vomit!</div><div>To think that someone can actually live in those</div><div> condition was appalling and to later find out that a girl occupied one of the rooms was even more shocking!</div><div><br /></div><div>At the end of the day I was frustrated and tired. I had to succumb to the fact that I was indeed not a New Yorker (yet) and had absolutely no clue where I was going or where I had just been. </div><div><br /></div><div>I had one more appointment left for the day and at the rate I was going I was not at all excited. This last apartment was Downtown and conveniently located 1 block away from the only 2 souls I knew in New York City. The pictures online looked beautiful, but then again, so did Harlem and the Pigs in the Village. </div><div>But I was not giving up and quickly made my way into another cab and headed Downtown.</div><div><br /></div><div>As I approached the building, I thought I had the wrong address. This looked way to good to be true. A beautiful thirty-something floor building, with a DOORMAN and ELEVATOR (which in this city is a luxury).</div><div>Anxiously waiting to meet my potential new room mate..all that could go wrong was that she be a complete psycho! </div><div>Little did I know, I had finally stuck gold. She was the sweet girl in her mid-twenties. She has a stable job, well kept and most importantly CLEAN!</div><div><br /></div><div>At the end of the day, I sacrificed space for a clean and beautiful apartment with a great room mate. </div><div>Now that I have a place to call home, I am more excited than ever for this new journey!</div><div>Here are a few pictures of my new place!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>XOX,</div><div>O</div><div><br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uomlTLkDZ0/Si8rMFKci_I/AAAAAAAAAmU/h34xcropFeE/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345538769256483826" /><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2uomlTLkDZ0/Si8rjlpxgxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/5c1cR3w4L30/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345539173114807058" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7219702688776151434-10191885250830490?l=oliviainnyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10105397874003063176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219702688776151434.post-22166074478620415712009-05-28T20:26:00.000-07:002009-05-28T20:42:54.407-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uomlTLkDZ0/Sh9ZSOUEqzI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fladS2LACp4/s1600-h/new-york-city-fire-escapes.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2uomlTLkDZ0/Sh9ZSOUEqzI/AAAAAAAAAmM/fladS2LACp4/s320/new-york-city-fire-escapes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341085852699503410" /></a><br />At first I thought the biggest challenge was getting the internship. However, I am quickly learning that the next obstacle I needed to get past was actually finding  a new niche. Its seems that with so many cramped places and building upon building it would be a breeze...but honestly craigslist has an infinite list of potential places, making hard to pick one!<div><br /><div>So, tomorrow I am off to the big apple in search of my new home. </div><div>Wish Me Luck! I'll keep you posted! </div><div><br /></div><div>xox, </div><div>O</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7219702688776151434-2216607447862041571?l=oliviainnyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10105397874003063176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219702688776151434.post-90164892731503802822009-05-19T20:30:00.000-07:002009-05-19T20:37:38.493-07:00First of all welcome to my new blog!<div>My name is Olivia, I am 25 years old and currently live in Florida...BUT NOT FOR LONG!!!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>I just landed an amazing internship at Elle Magazine in New York City. This is an opportunity of a lifetime, and I can't wait to get started! </div><div>I decided to start this blog so that I can let you in on everything there is to know about living life as an intern. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Countdown begins and I am ready to start a new life, new dreams and one day an amazing career! </div><div><br /></div><div>Till Next Time...</div><div>xox, </div><div>O</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7219702688776151434-9016489273150380282?l=oliviainnyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10105397874003063176noreply@blogger.com2