My own little New York was my own perfect world, my true story, where I was truly the person I wanted to be. Where I could live my life day by day and not have a care in the world. Even though I love where I am now, I will always think back to my New York, I will think about all the wonderful, amazing, care free people I met and all the fantastic memories I created. It was my own little fairytale and I was the lead role.
I went to all these amazing places, but lets first start with Brooklyn Bridge, the amazing bridge that joins Manhattan and Brooklyn....where two worlds meet. I remember like it was yesterday - We, us girls, partied our hearts out the night before, and took an early train into the city the next morning, caught the subway downtown...It was a great adventure, spent with such vibrant girls! We walked till we couldn't walk anymore, but it was so worth it, just seeing that view was amazing. I remember calling my mother just to tell her where I was, and of course to make her jealous! Jen, Kate, Mellissa and I walked to the fields that look over Manhattan, sat on a bench, had the rest of our lunch and just sat, gossiping away, of course I had to sneak in a smoke. Four South African girls that had never met, enjoying the sites of NYC together, it was a dream!
We spent the whole day exploring Brooklyn, yes and getting lost to the subway to take us back to Grand Central, but hey, it was fun! I still remember walking in a circle, and I looked at the girls, with this OMG expression on my face and then we all just burst into laughter. We had to hurry because some of us had to work, not me though, I hardly ever worked! So sadly our day was coming to an end, but only our day, that night of course we would be hitting The Cellar Bar for yet another good party.
On the train ride back to Westchester, we were all so tired, mainly Mellissa, she even had a quick power nap before she had to go work. When we arrived at the train station, we all got off the train and departed peacefully knowing that we would all be seeing each other later for another awesome get together. These girls made my New York magical and so much fun, without them I would of been terribly bored <3 "Click Click"
When I first met you, you were 17 and baking your heart out. I will never forget how yummy your creations were. That evening we went out to celebrate your baking skills, even though we bitched and moaned about how your head chef didn’t mark you fairly, because he had favourites, we still had a good time! After that it was all history, every weekend we were together having all the fun in the world. I have so many good memories with you, let’s see, meeting you; first time at William’s house; the cheese cake; jamming sessions at The Colony; MacDonald’s with William and Boris; Ball Breakers; my farewell at Billie the Bums; you always driving my car when I had consumed too much alcohol; Cool Runnings; my last weekend in South Africa before I left for New York and the airport with your pink eye.
Those are just to name a few, and when I came back home it just got better and we got closer as friends, and that is the best memory for me. You always help me in my troubles and doubts, you are always there to stick up for me, even when I am wrong. You are just too amazing. You care so much for the people around you and it makes all of us feel so loved. You are always honest and open about everything in your life and you never hold back your feeling. I wish I was more like you in that way, you inspire me to be a better person, you bring the best out in me.
