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November 12, 2012

Sandy asks…

If I became a RN would I be able to afford Brooklyn, New York?

Hey my uncle use to live in Brooklyn awhile ago. His rent was 1500 a month it was a one bed room apartment it was gorgeous. He lived there for years. He had a GF but they did not live together.

I’m currently going to college in Baltimore, Maryland and will be entering the nursing program a year from now if I get these required classes out the way. I’m 19 by the way.

So will I be able to live there. I like it there. I do not want children. Finding a woman who doesn’t want children is slim.

Thanks for answering.

Administrator answers:

Job Title Less Experienced Average Experience More Experienced
RN in NY $24,960 $31,200 $35,360

$1350 / 2br – Midwood. 2 Bedroom Apt, walk-up rent stabilized building, near Q train – (Midwood) apts by owner

$1100 / 1br – 1BR SMALL KITCHEN ** NO FEE – ( MIDWOOD)

$1949 / 2br – NO FEE!! HUGE & SUNNY 2 BED, GYM, LAUNDRY, ROOF DECK, NEXT TO PRATT!! – (CLINTON-HILL/FORT-GREEN)

$1100 / 1br – 1BR SMALL KITCHEN ** MUST SEE – ( MIDWOOD)

$1250 / 1br – —-@Huge Renovated 1BR in Elevator Building! No Fee Must See – (Crown Heights)

$2450 / 2br – NO FEE!! SUN-DRENCHED LUXURY 2 BED 2 BATH WITH BALCONY,WASH/DRY. – (CLINTON HILL – G, PRATT)

$1300 / 1br – NO FEE Elevator & Laundry – 650 Sqft one bedroom. Block to train – (Midwood)

$1100 / 1br – Bensonhurst, large 1 BR Apt, eat-in kitchen, rent stabilized building – (Bensonhurst)

Mandy asks…

how much money do i need to make?

i found an apartment in Greenwich,New York. the view i sooooooooooo gorgeous and irt have 3bathrooms. a loft det up, amd a cov 3 bedroom. The rent is 2250.00. An graphic designer gets paid 5000 a month(/www.simplyhired.com).My father said i need like 6 roomates but i said like 2 or 3 beacause it a 3bedroom. the apt is 2248sqft so i think its a nice size, My question is do i need to get a 2nd job to live in the apt,

Administrator answers:

Make a million http://myfavoriteinterests.com/millionaire/

Joseph asks…

Get 2 GSD’s and move?Or stay in NY where iv been all my life?

I’m really torn and i dont know what to do

i have a cocker spaniel now and i live in an apartment in new york (pretty big)
i want a german shepherd more then anything in the world – so my parents made me a deal – if we move upstate to pennsylvania – they will let me get 2 GSD’s
or we stay in new york with my whole family and everyone i love (my friends, my school, my family) and dont have a GSD

(i had 2 GSDs before but they were 7 yrs old so it wasnt much of a big deal because they were housebroken when we rescued them – they passed away 2 years ago and iv been missing them like crazy

should i get a 2 GSDs and agree to leave my old life behind? move into a gorgeous large house upstate with a lake and plenty of room, but a new school and new people ?

or should i give up and just be content with my life now?

im really torn any suggestions ?
p.s. i love my cocker spaniel and iv never chosen anyone over her – (the other deal is i wait until she dies to get a GSD) – i love her to death and wouldnt want to live without her or trade her for a new pup despite her old age (she’s 11 and not the most energetic)
im a freshman so my parents would like to move at the end of the year so that i can be a sophmore (in h.s. in a new school)

they think that it wont matter in 3 years when im 18 because i would like to move out of my parents house (family troubles) – or i would tough it out because of the dogs and go to college near home in upstate – where we would move either way whether i wanted it or not at the end of my senior year

they dont want me to raise a new puppy in our apartment because they dont want to have it destroyed – they only let me have my other 2 dogs because they were 7 yrs old and housebroken

the reason i dont want another adult dog is beccause i want to go through the puppy stage with my dogs – and i want to be the one to train them and stuff – (is that silly ?)
otherwise i just have another dog that i need to work on because someone gave him up (which i wouldnt mind doing with a dog under the age of 8 months- if there are no shepherd rescues near me then i will end up buying purebred’s (please no lectures on that))

and the reason i would have 2 not 1 GSDs is because its a lot of land on the house that theyv chosen and theyr just trying to make the deal better for me so that i would agree and move

sorry this is so damn long !
im just really torn and not sure what to do
and its not like i have the power to choose – sorry if i made it sound that way -
i meant that – they will probably still buy the house

i just get to choose if id like to get to move there straight off or if they would wait for me to finish high school
also – i love the city to death and upstate where theyr looking, its a quiet community and pretty ..normal lol – unlike new york with the skyscrapers and the busy city (am i crazy?)

Administrator answers:

You are going to be meeting new people again anyway when you leave home for college. It seems your parents are trying to bribe you a bit. It is OK though a beautiful large house and a lake! Come on kiddo if you don’t want to go I have a whole family they can adopt

Carol asks…

Get a dog and move or stay here?

I’m really torn and i dont know what to do

i have a cocker spaniel now and i live in an apartment in new york (pretty big)
i want a german shepherd more then anything in the world – so my parents made me a deal – if we move upstate to pennsylvania – they will let me get 2 GSD’s
or we stay in new york with my whole family and everyone i love (my friends, my school, my family) and dont have a GSD

(i had 2 GSDs before but they were 7 yrs old so it wasnt much of a big deal because they were housebroken when we rescued them – they passed away 2 years ago and iv been missing them like crazy

should i get a 2 GSDs and agree to leave my old life behind? move into a gorgeous large house upstate with a lake and plenty of room, but a new school and new people ?

or should i give up and just be content with my life now?

im really torn any suggestions ?
p.s. i love my cocker spaniel and iv never chosen anyone over her – (the other deal is i wait until she dies to get a GSD) – i love her to death and wouldnt want to live without her or trade her for a new pup despite her old age (she’s 11 and not the most energetic)

sorry this is so long – thnak you and all comments appreciated !
im a freshman so my parents would like to move at the end of the year so that i can be a sophmore (in h.s. in a new school)

they think that it wont matter in 3 years when im 18 because i would like to move out of my parents house (family troubles) – or i would tough it out because of the dogs and go to college near home in upstate – where we would move either way whether i wanted it or not at the end of my senior year
they dont want me to raise a new puppy in our apartment because they dont want to have it destroyed – they only let me have my other 2 dogs because they were 7 yrs old and housebroken
the reason i dont want another adult dog is beccause i want to go through the puppy stage with my dogs – and i want to be the one to train them and stuff – (is that silly ?)

otherwise i just have another dog that i need to work on because someone gave him up (which i wouldnt mind doing with a dog under the age of 8 months)

and the reason i would have 2 not 1 GSD is because its a lot of land on the house that theyv chosen and theyr just trying to make the deal better for me so that i would agree and move

Administrator answers:

This is a big decision for you to make, but this should not just be on you, this should be a family decision. The best thing is to talk to your family. If they want to move to Pennsylvania, then it might be a good idea. If you move, you wil still have your old friends in New York, and you’ll make new friends in Pennsylvania.
Also, it might be good for your Cocker Spaniel to have younger dogs around him. The German Shepherd puppies might get her to be more active and they would make good companions.
You need to talk to your parents. This decision will not only affect you, it will affect your entire family. Don’t worry, you can still talk to your New York friends but it might be a good move for your entire family including your Cocker Spaniel. This is a family decision. Talk together and make the decision that’s best for everyone, including your Cocker Spaniel
Best of luck. Hope I helped.

Lisa asks…

would you read this book?

teen/young adult genre
fiction

narrator, a female 23 years of age.

starts out in the present, where she is concerned because her roommate—also her best friend—is not home yet, she lays in bed tossing and turning, starts to reminisce on the past mostly about a road trip that she and he took the summer after high school. her best friend is a 23 year old gay male. after the reminiscing it goes back to the present where the reason her roommate wasnt home was because he was killed in a drunken hate crime at a club in new york city, where they live. she then attends the funeral with their other best friend who didnt live with them in new york. the story will end back in new york where she looks into her roommates room, when she decides to move out of the apartment she lived with him in into her boyfriends apartment.

thanks! <3

here is the beginning if you'd like to read it, but you dont have to to answer the question:)

It was one seventeen and Aaron was not home yet. Aaron was my roommate. Well, he was more than that. He was my best friend. We were nearly inseparable. I glanced at the clock, and time stood still. It did not move. It seemed to stay at one seventeen for what seemed like hours; no—days. He had simply went to his boyfriend’s house for a while, which was just a normal Wednesday night. As he walked out the door he waived, “I’ll be back before twelve. Bye honey.” We had a horrible yet adorable habit of calling each other honey, even though we were obviously not dating.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been so concerned about him not being home yet, but he wasn’t answering his phone; neither was Adam. Adam was his boyfriend and the best thing that happened to Aaron. They were perfect for each other, and always would be.
I finally called Danielle, I woke her up, but she didn’t mind. She told me not to worry they were probably just “love-making”. But I knew better, I knew something was wrong. Danielle was our other best friend. She lived in California, which is her, mine and Aaron’s home state. Aaron and I moved to New York when we were twenty-one, we have been here for two years. Sadly, Danielle didn’t move with us. We had all planned to move to New York, but Danielle got a boyfriend, and decided she wanted to stay with him. I was disappointed because the cost of living would be more expensive with only two people instead of three helping with paying rent etc., but there was nothing I could do. What upset me most was that they broke up three months after we moved and we tried to convince Danielle to come, but she wouldn’t.
It was two thirteen by the time I got off the phone with her, which was the only thing that seemed to make time tick. I would have called my boyfriend Amal, but he worked the graveyard shift, literally; he worked as a security officer at the Sleepy Hollow cemetery. It was a forty five minute drive from Chelsea District, where we lived, but he loved his job.
It was a funny coincidence that Adam and Amal lived together in an apartment three blocks over from where Aaron and I lived. I’m sure one day we would switch apartments to live with our significant others. Adam and Amal were best friends, just like Aaron and me.
I was tired, and went to bed, but it wasn’t that simple. I spent the rest of the night, just worrying about my roommate. My best friend. The one person who I had no secrets from. The one person who I shared almost everything in common with. The one person I couldn’t live without. The summer after high school was the greatest memory I had with him. And laying here in bed, made me think of it all again.

Chapter Two
Aaron was the most beautiful boy you would ever meet. Inside and out. He had raggedy brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes—that seemed to pierce right through your soul when you looked into them—dimples, the juiciest carnation pink colored lips, and he was a very nice shade of caramel. Aaron Zachary Hardin was the most free-spirited person I knew. He was always looking for adventure and lived life to the fullest.

Administrator answers:

I would read this. You’re a very good writer, you have creativity and great detail. Keep up the great work!

Paul asks…

would you read this book? does the story line sound intersting?

teen/young adult genre
fiction

narrator, a female 23 years of age.

starts out in the present, where she is concerned because her roommate—also her best friend—is not home yet, she lays in bed tossing and turning, starts to reminisce on the past mostly about a road trip that she and he took the summer after high school. her best friend is a 23 year old gay male. after the reminiscing it goes back to the present where the reason her roommate wasnt home was because he was killed in a drunken hate crime at a club in new york city, where they live. she then attends the funeral with their other best friend who didnt live with them in new york. the story will end back in new york where she looks into her roommates room, when she decides to move out of the apartment she lived with him in into her boyfriends apartment.

thanks! <3

here is the beginning if you'd like to read it, but you dont have to to answer the question:)

It was one seventeen and Aaron was not home yet. Aaron was my roommate. Well, he was more than that. He was my best friend. We were nearly inseparable. I glanced at the clock, and time stood still. It did not move. It seemed to stay at one seventeen for what seemed like hours; no—days. He had simply went to his boyfriend’s house for a while, which was just a normal Wednesday night. As he walked out the door he waived, “I’ll be back before twelve. Bye honey.” We had a horrible yet adorable habit of calling each other honey, even though we were obviously not dating.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been so concerned about him not being home yet, but he wasn’t answering his phone; neither was Adam. Adam was his boyfriend and the best thing that happened to Aaron. They were perfect for each other, and always would be.
I finally called Danielle, I woke her up, but she didn’t mind. She told me not to worry they were probably just “love-making”. But I knew better, I knew something was wrong. Danielle was our other best friend. She lived in California, which is her, mine and Aaron’s home state. Aaron and I moved to New York when we were twenty-one, we have been here for two years. Sadly, Danielle didn’t move with us. We had all planned to move to New York, but Danielle got a boyfriend, and decided she wanted to stay with him. I was disappointed because the cost of living would be more expensive with only two people instead of three helping with paying rent etc., but there was nothing I could do. What upset me most was that they broke up three months after we moved and we tried to convince Danielle to come, but she wouldn’t.
It was two thirteen by the time I got off the phone with her, which was the only thing that seemed to make time tick. I would have called my boyfriend Amal, but he worked the graveyard shift, literally; he worked as a security officer at the Sleepy Hollow cemetery. It was a forty five minute drive from Chelsea District, where we lived, but he loved his job.
It was a funny coincidence that Adam and Amal lived together in an apartment three blocks over from where Aaron and I lived. I’m sure one day we would switch apartments to live with our significant others. Adam and Amal were best friends, just like Aaron and me.
I was tired, and went to bed, but it wasn’t that simple. I spent the rest of the night, just worrying about my roommate. My best friend. The one person who I had no secrets from. The one person who I shared almost everything in common with. The one person I couldn’t live without. The summer after high school was the greatest memory I had with him. And laying here in bed, made me think of it all again.

Chapter Two
Aaron was the most beautiful boy you would ever meet. Inside and out. He had raggedy brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes—that seemed to pierce right through your soul when you looked into them—dimples, the juiciest carnation pink colored lips, and he was a very nice shade of caramel. Aaron Zachary Hardin was the most free-spirited person I knew. He was always looking for adventure and lived life to the fullest.

Administrator answers:

It’s a good story but not a great one. I think the main character should grow angry, maybe avenge his death. It’s a book you read and forget. Maybe you can go into much detail on the hate crime, completely gross out and frigthen your readers.

Charles asks…

Does this book sound interesting?

Would you read this book? does the story line sound intersting?
teen/young adult genre
fiction

narrator, a female 23 years of age.

starts out in the present, where she is concerned because her roommate—also her best friend—is not home yet, she lays in bed tossing and turning, starts to reminisce on the past mostly about a road trip that she and he took the summer after high school. her best friend is a 23 year old gay male. after the reminiscing it goes back to the present where the reason her roommate wasnt home was because he was killed in a drunken hate crime at a club in new york city, where they live. she then attends the funeral with their other best friend who didnt live with them in new york. the story will end back in new york where she looks into her roommates room, when she decides to move out of the apartment she lived with him in into her boyfriends apartment.

thanks! <3

here is the beginning if you'd like to read it, but you dont have to to answer the question:)

It was one seventeen and Aaron was not home yet. Aaron was my roommate. Well, he was more than that. He was my best friend. We were nearly inseparable. I glanced at the clock, and time stood still. It did not move. It seemed to stay at one seventeen for what seemed like hours; no—days. He had simply went to his boyfriend’s house for a while, which was just a normal Wednesday night. As he walked out the door he waived, “I’ll be back before twelve. Bye honey.” We had a horrible yet adorable habit of calling each other honey, even though we were obviously not dating.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been so concerned about him not being home yet, but he wasn’t answering his phone; neither was Adam. Adam was his boyfriend and the best thing that happened to Aaron. They were perfect for each other, and always would be.
I finally called Danielle, I woke her up, but she didn’t mind. She told me not to worry they were probably just “love-making”. But I knew better, I knew something was wrong. Danielle was our other best friend. She lived in California, which is her, mine and Aaron’s home state. Aaron and I moved to New York when we were twenty-one, we have been here for two years. Sadly, Danielle didn’t move with us. We had all planned to move to New York, but Danielle got a boyfriend, and decided she wanted to stay with him. I was disappointed because the cost of living would be more expensive with only two people instead of three helping with paying rent etc., but there was nothing I could do. What upset me most was that they broke up three months after we moved and we tried to convince Danielle to come, but she wouldn’t.
It was two thirteen by the time I got off the phone with her, which was the only thing that seemed to make time tick. I would have called my boyfriend Amal, but he worked the graveyard shift, literally; he worked as a security officer at the Sleepy Hollow cemetery. It was a forty five minute drive from Chelsea District, where we lived, but he loved his job.
It was a funny coincidence that Adam and Amal lived together in an apartment three blocks over from where Aaron and I lived. I’m sure one day we would switch apartments to live with our significant others. Adam and Amal were best friends, just like Aaron and me.
I was tired, and went to bed, but it wasn’t that simple. I spent the rest of the night, just worrying about my roommate. My best friend. The one person who I had no secrets from. The one person who I shared almost everything in common with. The one person I couldn’t live without. The summer after high school was the greatest memory I had with him. And laying here in bed, made me think of it all again.

Chapter Two
Aaron was the most beautiful boy you would ever meet. Inside and out. He had raggedy brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes—that seemed to pierce right through your soul when you looked into them—dimples, the juiciest carnation pink colored lips, and he was a very nice shade of caramel. Aaron Zachary Hardin was the most free-spirited person I knew. He was always looking for adventure and lived life to the fullest.

Administrator answers:

Missing roommate, okay. Turns out he’s gay, okay. Not my kind of book, I’d never read it, but okay.

Cut all the reminiscences, they’re terrible. This is not how you introduce characters. You don’t have another character talk at length about them. This is clunky and awkward and bad. And you certainly don’t do it by starting a separate chapter after the incredibly short first one.

Donald asks…

would you read this/does it reel you in?

It was one seventeen and Aaron was not home yet. Aaron was my roommate. Well, he was more than that. He was my best friend. We were nearly inseparable. I glanced at the clock, and time stood still. It did not move. It seemed to stay at one seventeen for what seemed like hours; no—days. He had simply went to his boyfriend’s house for a while, which was just a normal Wednesday night. As he walked out the door he waived, “I’ll be back before twelve. Bye honey.” We had a horrible yet adorable habit of calling each other honey, even though we were obviously not dating.
Normally, I wouldn’t have been so concerned about him not being home yet, but he wasn’t answering his phone; neither was Adam. Adam was his boyfriend and the best thing that happened to Aaron. They were perfect for each other, and always would be.
I finally called Danielle, I woke her up, but she didn’t mind. She told me not to worry they were probably just “love-making”. But I knew better, I knew something was wrong. Danielle was our other best friend. She lived in California, which is her, mine and Aaron’s home state. Aaron and I moved to New York when we were twenty-one, we have been here for two years. Sadly, Danielle didn’t move with us. We had all planned to move to New York, but Danielle got a boyfriend, and decided she wanted to stay with him. I was disappointed because the cost of living would be more expensive with only two people instead of three people helping with paying rent etc., but there was nothing I could do. What upset me most was that they broke up three months after we moved and we tried to convince Danielle to come, but she wouldn’t.
It was two thirteen by the time I got off the phone with her, which was the only thing that seemed to make time tick. I would have called my boyfriend Amal, but he worked the graveyard shift, literally; he worked as a security officer at the Sleepy Hollow cemetery. The cemetery was a forty five minute drive from Chelsea District, where we lived, but he loved his job.
It was a funny coincidence that Adam and Amal lived together in an apartment three blocks over from where Aaron and I lived. I’m sure one day we would switch apartments to live with our significant others. Adam and Amal were best friends, just like Aaron and me.
I was tired, and went to bed, but it wasn’t that simple. I spent the rest of the night, just worrying about my roommate. My best friend. The one person who I had no secrets from. The one person who I shared almost everything in common with. The one person I couldn’t live without. I couldn’t stop tossing and turning, just thinking. I even started tearing up at one point thinking about what could be happening to him at almost three thirty in the morning. I am always worrying and I was a pretty pessimistic person, I never think of the good things. Bad things would spill into my mind before I even thought of the logical explanations. I hated this about myself, but I never told anyone. I always had an optimistic attitude on the outside. Pretending is easier than explaining.
Eventually I started to reminisce, thinking about the wonderful things we got to experience together. I wouldn’t trade them for anything. The summer after we graduated high school was the greatest memory I had with him. And laying here in bed, all alone, made me think of it all again.

Chapter Two
Aaron was the most beautiful boy you would ever meet. Inside and out. He had raggedy brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes—that seemed to pierce right through your soul when you looked into them—dimples, the juiciest carnation pink colored lips, and he was a very nice shade of caramel. He was lanky and hardly had any muscle. He towered over me at five eleven. He didn’t look gay at a first glance, but once you started to learn his habits, it was obvious. Aaron Zachary Hardin was the most free-spirited person I knew. He was always looking for adventure and lived life to the fullest. He was spontaneous, outrageous, loud, sarcastic, crazy, kind, generous, funny, but most importantly; amazing.
My name is Scarlet; Scarlet Nicole Milette. I have blue-green eyes, which Aaron always said he was jealous of; brown hair that draped down to right below my chest—I normally wore it straight but my natural hair is wavy. I have semi-big lips—my favorite way to accent them is with red lipstick—a regular sized nose. I am a mere five three. I am also incredibly white, and even my tan looked like vanilla ice cream next to Aaron’s gorgeous caramel skin. Aaron and I were incredibly similar. We shared the same qualities. Although, I have never considered myself amazing; not even close.

Basically, Scarlet will go on to talk about a road trip she spends with Aaron after high school, and at the end you find out what happens to Aaron.

Thanks (:
constructive critism welcomed and needed(;
<3

Administrator answers:

It would be nice if the road trip included all the other characters you mentioned….
Dont let the readers wait till the end of the book to know what happens to aaron…i mean , i read the whole story which can either be a thriller,or a gay-friend love story and you end up telling
“Aaron walked in,he said he had been late because he was stuck in the lift”(or something simple)..
Or
“Aaron never returned..He was killed in a car accident”(tragic end)..

I dont get the satisfaction i need..i felt kind of strange reading ur story,for example,y wud Amal prefer to live with a gay when he could swap houses to live with his girlfriend?And reading the first 2 chapters ,i feel scarlett has a crush on Aaron…

I know i have criticized ur story very harshly,but i may be wrong….people might love ur work…i just shared my opinions….hope u become a great writer best of luck..let me know what u think..

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