AmeriCorps Part 2

The program I applied for in Brooklyn didn't work out. They didn't provide a housing allowance. Sorry, but how is one expected to live on $250 every two weeks in NY? So instead, I found another program down here in D.C. Looks like I'm staying for another year folks!

I started yesterday with this new program. It's called FAN, which stands for Fihankra Akoma Ntoaso, which is a program in SE D.C. that works with foster kids. So my job with the program will be to teach 9th and 10th graders photography. I'm pretty excited about it. Unfortunately, none of the students showed up yesterday, so now I'm trying to work on finding them equipment and other resources. We'll see what happens. I'll keep all ya'll posted.

My roommate Gabby and I are preparing for a move. It's exciting to know we have an apartment lined up that we're both happy with. We're downsizing to a 2 bdrm. Should be good times.

What else... I'm still looking for new jobs left and right. Hoping to hear back about a few. If anyone knows of anything fun and interesting in the D.C. area, let me know! I'm still working on redesigning my Web site. Once that's posted I'll be sure to put it up on the Internets and let all ya'll know about it.

I'm going to keep this one short because I don't have much else to say. So, I bid you all ado. Oh, and start following me on Twitter if you're interested in getting updates about photography stuffs: @Fikhmanfoto.

NYC: Part Two, the part that really counts.

The photo above was taken on my most recent trip up to the Big Apple. It's a view of the NYC skyline as seen from the Brooklyn Pier (I think.) I'm thinkin I might go back up again in two or three weeks. We'll see. It all depends.

In any case, I'm really starting to think NYC might be my next move. After all, this blog is about my adventures and the people I meet along the way. How many more adventures and people could there possibly be to talk about in D.C.? I've been in D.C. longer than I've been anywhere since college. I'm antsy in my pantsy and ready to move again! The itch started back in August when I was first looking for a "real" job. As my loyal readers know, I got a job and ended up staying in D.C. But, obviously, I've been ready to get outta here for a while.

I started thinking about moving up north a few months ago. Actually, I was thinking about going back west to San Fran, but with the recent news about this giant thinking about shuttering its windows, I'm thinkin it might not be such a wise move. So why not go north? 

I already knew a few friends from home and college who live there and after going to Israel I met even more great people who live there, so it's almost as though my life is waiting for me up there. The biggest obstacle of making this move happen is a job. Yes, a job. That three-letter word that seems to be everyone's biggest problem these days. I have three friends who've recently been laid off and possibly another today. Still waiting to hear about that one. So, how does someone like me, who has a fairly stable job in a completely unstable field, a lease and a "life" feel like she has the right to want more? Well, because I deserve more. That's why. I didn't see myself being where I am today two years ago. I figured when I graduated from college I'd do a few internships and end up at some kick-ass newspaper chasing cops and photography babies and puppies. Well, those things happened on the internship, but not in the real world. I want that in my real world and I'm determined to make it happen. 

So NYT, Hearst, Conde Nast, I'm comin full speed ahead to you, begging, pleading to take a chance on a rookie who really wants it. If any editors are out there reading this, you can find my resume here.