Wow. December 20th. You sure snuck up on me. I cannot believe how jam packed with changes this past year has been. I look back, and I have to say that I'm proud to come out of it all in one piece. Moving to LA, moving back to NYC, couch surfing, forging new relationships and friendships, breaking up, breaking up, and breaking up some more. . . the number of times I apparently fell in love this past year astounds me. Then again, maybe none of it was real. Like my mom says, I'm in love with the idea of being in love. And some of the people I chose this past year . . . well let's just say I could probably fall in love with a rock if it looked at me the right way. But I did it. I made it out alive, all on my own.
It is with great pleasure that I welcome 2011. And even though I'll be working a party in the top of a hotel in Times Square that night and will probably want to murder the millions of tourist that take over my city . . . well, I'll still have a pretty big smile on my face. :D
About Me
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- Life in the big city is hard enough. Now throw in being in your 20’s (aka: quarter life crisis), going on countless auditions (which equals countless rejections), living in an apartment the size of a stamp, taking crappy jobs just because they offer free food, and you’ve got the life of a New York City actress. Being an actress in NYC sounds glamorous on paper, but it is anything but. These are the true chronicles of one girl’s rise to stardom . . . or rise to at least being able to pay her bills.
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