It is an understatement when I say that college students underestimate the importance of an internship. I have countless number of friends that are in their last year of college and have yet to intern or work remotely close to their field of interest. Interning is what sets you apart from your competition. And being in the most famous and notorious city in the world — New York City — there is a lot of competition.
Almost two years ago around this time my eldest brother Sal was in the ICU fighting for his life, a fight he would not end up winning.
My brother wasn’t new to hospitals,he had countless nights on hospital beds, many hours hooked up to IV’s and a lifetime dealing with a disease. My brother was born with Cooley’s Anemia also known as Thalassemia. It is a blood disorder that affects the function of your red blood cells. Patients with this disorder have to get blood transfusions usually every two to three weeks. While these blood transfusions keep patients alive the frequent amount of transfusions lead to iron overload in the body which leads to a lot of complications within the body and without medication to release the iron the results can be fatal. Symptoms of the disease is delayed growth, bone problems causing facial changes, liver and gall bladder problems, enlarged spleen which has to be removed making patients more vulnerable to infections and heart problems. Medication has improved and patients generally have longer life span and also it effects patients differently depending on what type they have inherited and how it generally affects their body. But unfortunately my brother who was 39 when he died, was born in the 70’s and did not have the fortune of having the better medication till much later.
My brother had to deal with a lot of these problems, he had a lot of heart issues over the years including congested heart failures, he had hepatitis C that he got from a blood transfusion which affected his liver and is eventually what ended his life. He also had to remove his spleen resulting in him having to go to the hospital every time he got sick and countless other symptoms. He had good years where he felt great and everything was under control and others were not so great. Despite all of this he was strong, he never complained and always had a smile on his face. Anytime you asked him “how do you feel” he answer was always “I feel good” even if he didn’t. That’s something I always admired about him, his ability to always make himself happy despite the circumstances. His outlook on life is what allowed me to look at life differently. To constantly push myself to have a positive attitude about life despite what I’m going through.
Growing up with someone who has a disease also gave me a different outlook on life. My experience as a kid was very different then a lot of my peers. I knew medical terms that no one at my age knew about, I became weirdly comfortable with hospitals, as a kid I would spent long days sitting next to my brother as he got his blood transfusions. We would order lunch and watch TV and all the patients and nurses knew me as Sal’s baby sister. You really appreciate life and your health, I saw all the things my brother couldn’t do as he got older and his body got weaker and it made me appreciate my healthy, vital and energetic body. There is a lot of suffering in the world and a lot of people wishing they had your health and you should always appreciate it. Lastly it just made me a stronger person.
I don’t know where I was going with this blog post because I bring up a bunch of random points, first I wanted to talk about grief then that changed to spreading awareness and then I started talking about my experience. So whatever you get something from this post whether its awareness , learning new information, feeling grateful about your life or feeling inspired, I hope you were moved in some way.
For twenty years, Pokemon has released several games which most involve fighting other Pokemon. Of the games, each have had the same RPG fighting system with an certain level of health and four possible moves. That is until the 2015 Wii U release of Pokken Tournament, a spin-off of the Tekken video game series, which had a health bar and numerous moves and combos. A Pokemon fighting game that was similar to fighting games such as Street Fighter and Mortal Kombat is something I and many Pokemon fans wanted to see for years. And the game was well worth the wait
When I started playing, the first thing I noticed was the games absolutely fantastic graphics. Each Pokemon and there moves were giving a realistic look rather than the standard Pokemon game look which makes the graphics and gameplay look amazing. I found myself instantly hooked on playing the game just on looks alone. Especially the power moves, called Synergy Attacks, look incredible. The gameplay itself was entertaining and enjoyable and the fighting system was overall great. Also, like many other Pokemon games, the game had great sound effects and a great soundtrack.
The game had a great selection of playable characters/Pokemon to which I found most to be fun to play as. Each Pokemon was vastly different from each other, having different moves and combos. Each time I played as a different Pokemon for the first time, I found myself wanting to learn the combos of that character. My personal favorite Pokemon in the game and in general, Pikachu, yes I know I’m very original, was extremely fun to use and I played as him several times to discover each of his combos. Some other Pokemon I loved playing as were Lucario, Braixen, Mewtwo, and Pikachu Libre.
The online multiplayer was great as well. The wait period for each game was very brief. Although when I started playing shortly after the game was released, there weren’t that many severs available to play in. However, within a month, there were more severs to play in and I enjoyed playing multiplayer much more.
Overall, I found Pokken Tournament to be a fighting game that was fun to play and looks fantastic and has a great selection of playable Pokemon. I had always wanted to play a Pokemon fighting game like this ever since I started playing Pokemon and the game was well worth the wait. I give Pokken Tournament a nine out of ten.
I’ve always love candles. I don’t know where it comes from but since I’m young I’m fascinated by fire. When I left my parents’ house and moved in my first apartment that was the first I was thinking about ! Everyone who knows me says that I’m crazy about candles, and I’m always thrilled about having a new one !
When I moved to New York, I looked for candles but my budget was a bit short, so I decided to put my love for candles aside. But this was before 2 years ago ! I was walking in SoHo, and I found a little street market with a lot of beautiful things such as jewels, t-shirts, and (of course!) CANDLES !
So, obviously, I started smelling them, there was a lot of different perfumes and different sizes. I started talking with the man who was selling them and I told me that they were made by his wife and his daughter, in Brooklyn. So they were homemade and local !
Then we moved on the sensitive topic: the price ! Surprisingly, they were very cheap ! I mean, there are 3 sizes: small, medium, and large and prices are $3, 5$ and $7! I couldn’t know that without buying one of them!
By the way, I didn’t buy only one… but 3! I took a Cherry small, a vanilla medium and a peach large! And I’m not at all disappointed ! They smell so good! Even when you open the bocal it smells! But it’s not a heavy perfume which makes your head painful, it’s very light but so good! Moreover, it sets up a very nice atmosphere is a room !
And you, do like candles ?
When I first moved to New York I knew I had to find a job. I never imagined myself working in Times Square, but three years later here I am. I manage on of the largest Gap stores in the world for 40-50 hours each week. Working in this store for three years has taught me an uncountable number of lessons, most of which in patience.
Times Square, as all who live in New York know, is a beast and not a place you’d ever want to hang out, but every day I get to be apart of someone’s first New York experience. I get to watch how in awe they are of the city we get to wake up in every day. Don’t get me wrong, as wonderful as all of that is there is still the running of a multi-floor building with dozens of associates that stays in the forefront of my mind throughout my day. Generally my day starts with a quick team meeting to go over goals and expectations for the day, what we’ve done so
far, and what our opportunities are. Throughout the day there are peaks and quiet times, in addition to any struggles or personal issues happening in the lives of my associates that I often have to help work them through. By the end of the night it’s time to recover the floor for the next morning, count the money, and prepare for the following day.
Working retail in Times Square is exciting and fast-paced, but I often forget how lucky I am. My team is beyond amazing an they inspire me every day. I couldn’t imagine any place I’d rather be at this moment in my life.
You’ve heard this complaint many times from others and from yourself: New York is expensive. It even feels like sometimes you’re getting charged for breathing NY air. Let’s face reality, you chose to live here and now you’re paying the price (literally).
But that doesn’t mean that you can’t have some fun in the meantime. When I’m on a budget, this is what I do to still get the most out of this great city:
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
The most magical place on earth. Where you travel through thousands of years and get lost in the lives of those before us. You have access to one of the biggest collections of art and history at your fingertips… and it’s free. The prices above the cashier are suggested donations. You can give $30, $3, or nothing at all and get admission. Even if you don’t like art, there’s something for everyone. Other than paintings you can find a medieval weapons room, Greek statues, and Egyptian mummies. Go culture yourself.
This will be on every “NY Must Do” list on the internet and there’s a reason for it. Every single time I walk into the park, I find something new and travel on a path I haven’t before. Unplug and enjoy the beauty of the park. Grab your headphones and go on a walk or grab a book, park yourself on a bench or on the grass (excuse the pun), and get lost in a story. Have a photo shoot with your friends or a picnic and a pickup soccer game after.
When I have a visitor who’s never been to NY, I always take them on this tour. We start by the Brooklyn Bridge/City Hall train stop and walk towards the big fountain by the entrance to the Brooklyn Bridge. The architecture of the surrounding buildings deserve to be admired. Then we walk the bridge – about 30 minutes – and take pictures of the breathtaking views. Stranded in between two boroughs, you get full views of the huge city. Great for your Instagram posts. When you cross over, go on over to the Brooklyn Bridge Park right on the edge of Brooklyn. You can see the Statue of Liberty and all of downtown Manhattan in all of its glory. If you have a couple extra bucks, grab some pizza at Grimaldi’s on the corner of Front Street and Old Fulton Street (it’s conveniently on the way to the park). The authentic Italian, wood fired pizza and silhouette of Manhattan is an experience that will get you to keep coming back.
Enjoy these adventures! I would love to hear all about it so comment below and tell me your stories.
Woah, not a sports post. Weird.
As long as I can remember life, I can remember playing music. My father has this massive CD collection and I took to a lot of his Rolling Stones CD’s when I was a youngin. Before long, I had the clichéd pots and pans drum set in my living room trying to play along to Charlie Watts the Stones’ most recent live album at the time, No Security. I’ll still play along to this every once in awhile. In no time, I was signed up for lessons at the Long Island Drum Center.
Fast forward to high school where our fine art requirement led me to playing in band. I was a percussionist in concert band and a snare drummer in marching band. I started to become seriously disillusioned with drums. We would play our same three songs everyday and they were never good enough for our teacher. I ended up going through all of 10th-12th grades without playing my kit.
I didn’t abandon extracurricular music altogether. I’ve played guitar since 8th grade and became a little more serious with that during that stretch. I joined a band with some friends called Studio Nine and we ended up putting out a five-track EP entitled Watch Me Burn.
As soon as I graduated, everything kind of flip-flopped. Studio Nine fell apart because everyone ended up going to school all over the place and I started to want to play drums again. It had been so long at that point since I had stopped taking lessons. My parents were worried I’d never play a drum set again. They’d always hound me, “Why don’t you go play drums in a band?”