(the pictures werent able to be uploaded and i initially emailed these to kevin)

To start off, most of who I am today had a heavy influence from both family and friends. I keep a tight circle and those close to me I love. I’m a huge fan of nice weather, and specifically spending that time on the beach. I started biking a lot when I was a kid just as a means of transportation but it became something id do for leisure, or in the picture above, for a charity event. A few of my friends are very into film and attend improvisation classes, writing technique courses etc, and they became friendly with vine-famous Q-park. We met up with him several times and helped him towards his vines. I’m a big fan of food. Do it every day, usually a few times. I especially love a healthy meal that can hold a good flavor, so I began to mess around in the kitchen and I love making food. Born and raised in newyork, I love it here, but cant stand the cold. I cant wait for the days I could walk out on the streets without a scarf wrapped around my head. Last but most importantly I love Israel. While its a heated topic across most discussions, I love the land for itself and the beauty it has. I spent 5 months there until I began at baruch and I miss it everyday.

I grew up in long island and attended a private school for my whole life. Once I finished high school it was time to jump out into the world. Attending a city college, naturally there will be an endlessly diverse demographic, which is something that is new to me. Being very independent, I’ve always been more exposed to the real world in comparison to the average kid from my town. I was pretty much in the bubble of my community. Now in most of my classes there are different people from different cultures that live in different communities that have different values and opinions. For some this could be overwhelming or scary, but I’ve learned to love it. Being exposed to many other types of people allowed me to appreciate where I come from a little bit more. It isn’t that my way of living is any better, or any worse- its just a comfortable idea to have a culture to come home to- something unique from the outside world. Extending this revelation outside of the classroom- being in NYC- I see A LOT of weird things just walking to school alone. Whether it’s the guy sitting at the end of the block with a library book and a crack pipe or three homeless men chasing each other drenched in blood, its always nice to escape back to my little bubble community. But by the time I wake up in the morning- I’m ready to experience it all over again.