I've been so busy lately. Last Friday I went to the New Jersey shore, Sunday Connecticut then Tuesday back in New York. Back to the honking cars, endless stop lights and the regimented subway. And finally it's comfortable. In the past two days, two people stopped me to ask the best subway route and where to get on the train. I guess I looked friendly and I can't believe I knew what to tell them where to go. Honestly, I think I am kind of an expert at the upper west side—I've gotten lost so many times, I should be.

I went to Connecticut to see my cousin Jennifer's baby, George Campbell Beckett. The name suites him well. He is a great baby. I never heard him cry in the two days I was there. Connecticut is gorgeous and GREEN. Something I do not see too often in Texas.

I'm doing this project on dogs in New York. I've kind of gotten bored with it though since the over -the- top pre-madonna dogs do not even compare to my favorite dogs (Lizzie, H.W. Serrana you know who you are). But nevertheless, I'm going to make some more progress on the assignment until next Wednesday. After then, I'll start on my thesis.

It feels so weird to be so torn. I love my family and friends back in Texas so much and can't wait to get back to them, but I'm going to miss living with Jess and being close to friends in Jersey. 'They're good people'.

I went to this bar tonight with Courtney, my friend from Laredo. It was on the lower east side of Manhattan. We took the subway there and the cab back to the upper west side. Anyway, the bar played Cure and great 80's songs and it was covered in foil and had Basquiat and Pollock like paintings on the wall with New Age quotes. I can't wait to go to MOMA and Whitney Muesuem.

more soon when i'm not tired love whitneyaimeemartin

Sometimes i love it, sometimes i think it's overrated, but most times i am just overwhelmed. Slowly getting used to the rhythm of this city. And I'm finding my own pace in this conglomeration of languages and cultures . Regretfully, I haven't taken as many pictures as I would like. When I am not working for Ben Lowy, I am spending time with family and friends. I fear homesickness. And it's nice to have something I am so used to in a place so foreign from my own.

I'm dying to see the country—to see the horizon. Texans are so lucky to have the country, the hills, the cactus, the pine trees, the beaches, the plains. I feel privileged to have that and be able to look at it and be entertained with just a pen and paper. While I feel (and I don't mean to judge and say this is true for most), but I feel locals always have to be entertained because there's so much stimulus. There is always something going on—a play, restaurant, street fair, B&N closes at 12 am, the park, yoga, parties. I love it, but it's exhausting. What I plan to do in the course of a week, in new york i can do it all in 1 day.

Today I panicked. I got on the subway too late and the doors closed on my bag and the train started moving! I couldn't pull my bag out. The guy sitting down next to me pulled me inside. Ah, it was scary.

Right now I should be pitching my photo story ideas to Marvi. Like what publication should the story be published and for what reason. Here are my ideas: Dogs and their owners (see photo below), dance at Julliard (find an angle there), unique exercise opportunites in ny such as trapeze class and pole dancing class, speed dating in ny, subway musicians. That's what I have so far.

Better get started.