New York

Its been over a week now since I moved to New York. I was welcomed by harsh weathers, dirty snow streets and a whole lot of good food surrounding me.

I am living in an approximately 8x10 feet room, with a window but no closet or ventilation. Just a cabinet in the wall that I use for my clothes. I live on top of a 99cent store run by an Indian, every morning I could hear his loud conversations resonating through my floor. My housemates are a bunch of 40 year old Chinese folks who are mostly Malaysians. My walls are thin, I often hear traditional Chinese music playing throughout the day, really brings me back to what it felt like when I was in Kuantan.

I am getting used to public transportation, don't really want to drive here. Its true that New York's traffic is really crazy. More to that, drivers are way too impatient compared to what we have in Kansas. I live within a fairly decent street compared to the main st of this part of town. I have been frequently woken up by trucks and cars honking at each other early in the morning.

I had a fear when I knew where I was about to stay before coming here. Flushing is a China town, feels more like being in China or Hong Kong. That being said, I know all too well of Asian mentality that I really did not want to face. Chinese or Asian for that matter have this way of selfishness in the midst of strangers, looking after only for your own self. Which in a way really explains that honking which drives me crazy, then thinking to myself how Kansas have taught me patience. I've gotten yelled at twice so far for stupid reasons. Of course it pissed me off for their unreasonable accusation but Meg told me that this is how it is.

Manhattan is about an hours train ride from my place. Had a few trips there since to do some shopping. Its a beautiful city, yet up close it can be really tough. I'm saying this because the beauty of this place comes from the diversity that form this city. Diversity then includes not only the good but the bad as well. People can get lost in this city, losing their values and integrity to whatever the city holds.

I am still eagerly waiting for any responds for work. I am applying at least 2 to 3 jobs a day. I am taking whatever advice I can get to land myself somewhere. At the same time, I need to also wait upon God to open doors for me. I want to trust that He did not get me here to waste away.

It was 5 month since I saw Meg. Having to see her for the first time since was a great feeling. She has been my guide and my savior through my stay in New York. I would be so lost without her. We live about 30 minutes bus ride from each other, in which I come to find it to be reasonable.

There is still much to do, I am trying to manage myself properly so that I do not procrastinate. I seek your prayers for me to find work, not just any work but somewhere God wants me to be at. I also seek your prayers for my spiritual life, that I may remain in God throughout my time here.