So as my official first post, let me introduce myself. Hi, I'm VMarie. I'm 23-years old, I live in Harlem, New York and I'm an aspiring ... Well, I aspire to be ... Okay, I'm working on being The Shit. So whatever professional term or title that may be, I'm fine with that. I'm a native Detrioiter and I'm IN LOVE with my family. I love to sing, I've been told that I was a man in my past lives, I do freelance fun and I volunteer as a Motivator on a daily basis. Why do I feel like I have something to say? You will see.
I graduated from Howard University c/o 2009. What began as a monumental year quickly switched on me. Stuff just kept happening in 2009. First thing: My oldest sister got into a really bad car accident while I was home for the New Year. It scared the hell out of me! I have this deep-rooted fear of cars, driving in general and collisions. My father was killed in a car accident and I was hit in a hit and run accident when I was 8. I also totaled my car Junior year when I fell asleep at the wheel. So yea.. It's a touchy area for me. Weeks later, President Obama had his Inaugural moment in Washington, DC and my fellow Bison and I all had front row seats. Then I got a call from my sister that our brother was shot and killed... I missed some of Inauguration because I was at my brother's funeral. (I am sure that I will touch on this subject in a future post, just not now.) Fast forward to graduation! I finish school and I have no job, and no concrete plans. I am freaking the fuck out!! I worked hard in college, why couldn't I find ANYTHING? I had New York in mind but with no job, no money and 15 days late on rent (eviction notice on the door), I wasn't going there anytime soon. This was one of the lowest points of my life. I couldn't figure out why things weren't happening as I wanted them to. My Linesister Virginia told me one day, "Victoria, I don't know why things aren't happening for you but for some divine reason it's not your time." She was right. So I went back to the drawing board and reassessed my life and priorities.
Now push forward to August! (I'm leaving out so many things but whatever!) I landed a job as an Executive Assistant at an IT firm. Just my MF-ing luck, my boss is sexually harassing me!! Sending me freaky texts on my Blackberry at like 6am and after work hours. I didn't say anything though. My family can't afford to get me an attorney! So I took it. I would cry at lunch everyday. And then guess what? They LAY ME OFF! WTF? What am I supposed to do now? I made an appointment with my hair stylist the next day and got a fly ass haircut! It was time to get the fuck outta DC!
I was planning on heading back to Detroit- My definition of "giving up." So I randomly go to a Job Fair at HU. I run into my Mentor. I hadn't spoken to her in a while but I still loved her. I met her when I interviewed with her one year prior at that same Job Fair during my Senior year.
One week later, I was in New York interviewing. A week after, I had a second interview. Two weeks after that... I was hung-over on the Megabus with two large bags and $250 in my account. I got the job and I was moving to New York.
I've lived in New York since November and boy has my life changed since college. I've learned so much about myself, some things about life and even more about having faith in God and my independence. Fact of the matter is... I don't know anybody else like me. I don't know many chicks at 23 that have seen the things I've seen, experienced the things I've experienced or have the resolve that I have. God has a funny way of showing you who the boss is. There are some things we pray for that we want, few that we need. Seldom are we patient enough to wait for the things that God has already written for us. New York was something that I felt was calling me. Apparently, it was already in store for me.
Moral of story: I'm no different from any other little girl from Detroit. 4 siblings, single mother household, came from the hood. And I don't pretend not to be. Yea, I was able to go to my dream school HU but my parents aren't doctors or lawyers with bread. I didn't get an allowance every month or my rent paid for. I was on Financial Aid like a mugggg!!! First one to go to college, leave Detroit, no kids, started a career (not a job), living life. I'm that same little girl who has dumb, stupid, crazy, big dreams and not afraid to go for them. You should be too.
I've been keeping track of my story and oh boy, I can't wait keep adding to this! Like Dorothy said, "We're not in [Detroit] anymore" hahaha Hell naw! I'm in my dream city... I'm following my YELLOW BRICK ROAD.
Where will it lead me next?
-Vic
I graduated from Howard University c/o 2009. What began as a monumental year quickly switched on me. Stuff just kept happening in 2009. First thing: My oldest sister got into a really bad car accident while I was home for the New Year. It scared the hell out of me! I have this deep-rooted fear of cars, driving in general and collisions. My father was killed in a car accident and I was hit in a hit and run accident when I was 8. I also totaled my car Junior year when I fell asleep at the wheel. So yea.. It's a touchy area for me. Weeks later, President Obama had his Inaugural moment in Washington, DC and my fellow Bison and I all had front row seats. Then I got a call from my sister that our brother was shot and killed... I missed some of Inauguration because I was at my brother's funeral. (I am sure that I will touch on this subject in a future post, just not now.) Fast forward to graduation! I finish school and I have no job, and no concrete plans. I am freaking the fuck out!! I worked hard in college, why couldn't I find ANYTHING? I had New York in mind but with no job, no money and 15 days late on rent (eviction notice on the door), I wasn't going there anytime soon. This was one of the lowest points of my life. I couldn't figure out why things weren't happening as I wanted them to. My Linesister Virginia told me one day, "Victoria, I don't know why things aren't happening for you but for some divine reason it's not your time." She was right. So I went back to the drawing board and reassessed my life and priorities.
Now push forward to August! (I'm leaving out so many things but whatever!) I landed a job as an Executive Assistant at an IT firm. Just my MF-ing luck, my boss is sexually harassing me!! Sending me freaky texts on my Blackberry at like 6am and after work hours. I didn't say anything though. My family can't afford to get me an attorney! So I took it. I would cry at lunch everyday. And then guess what? They LAY ME OFF! WTF? What am I supposed to do now? I made an appointment with my hair stylist the next day and got a fly ass haircut! It was time to get the fuck outta DC!
I was planning on heading back to Detroit- My definition of "giving up." So I randomly go to a Job Fair at HU. I run into my Mentor. I hadn't spoken to her in a while but I still loved her. I met her when I interviewed with her one year prior at that same Job Fair during my Senior year.
One week later, I was in New York interviewing. A week after, I had a second interview. Two weeks after that... I was hung-over on the Megabus with two large bags and $250 in my account. I got the job and I was moving to New York.
I've lived in New York since November and boy has my life changed since college. I've learned so much about myself, some things about life and even more about having faith in God and my independence. Fact of the matter is... I don't know anybody else like me. I don't know many chicks at 23 that have seen the things I've seen, experienced the things I've experienced or have the resolve that I have. God has a funny way of showing you who the boss is. There are some things we pray for that we want, few that we need. Seldom are we patient enough to wait for the things that God has already written for us. New York was something that I felt was calling me. Apparently, it was already in store for me.
Moral of story: I'm no different from any other little girl from Detroit. 4 siblings, single mother household, came from the hood. And I don't pretend not to be. Yea, I was able to go to my dream school HU but my parents aren't doctors or lawyers with bread. I didn't get an allowance every month or my rent paid for. I was on Financial Aid like a mugggg!!! First one to go to college, leave Detroit, no kids, started a career (not a job), living life. I'm that same little girl who has dumb, stupid, crazy, big dreams and not afraid to go for them. You should be too.
I've been keeping track of my story and oh boy, I can't wait keep adding to this! Like Dorothy said, "We're not in [Detroit] anymore" hahaha Hell naw! I'm in my dream city... I'm following my YELLOW BRICK ROAD.
Where will it lead me next?
-Vic
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