Hello everyone who cares to even begin reading these. I have never blogged before and since I don't want to start writing a book I just rather do this. I wanted to start writing about my life thus far. I'll start when I was born and day by day I will keep on blogging till I reach my age now of 34. Then I'll just keep on going.
First, I'll start off by thanking my family for giving me a great life, I won't name them here because being Hispanic, I'll end up writing a whole book.
Anyways, it would be a lie if I started out by saying I remember the day I was born, which we all know that is impossible as my brain can't remember when I was a baby. So I'll just start by saying I was born on March 19, 1979. Of course, I have always asked my mom what she can remember about my birth, I always get the same answer, you took forever and it hurt like a bitch. Thanks mom. I was told that I was born with a defect because of some great pre-natal pills that they used to prescribe woman back then. I was born with a clef palete. That means the roof of my mouth was gone. Yes it was fixed a couple months later but before that I was told that every time I would drink a bottle, the milk would come out of my nose and I would sometimes choke. That's a great mental picture I will cherish always. Thanks again mom!
I don't really start to rmember anything till I was 5 years old. And at that time my family was already moved from Puerto Rico to the U.S. Michigan to be exact. Talk about culture shock! To being in 90 degree weather, always sunny... To going to a freezing state. When we got out of the airport in Detroit it was about 30 degrees out and snowing! That is the first time we ever saw snow. Have you ever seen the movie Cool Runnings? It was about a bobsled team from Jamaica and they go to the winter games. Well there is a scene where they come out of the airport and it's snowing and cold and they don't even have jackets.... Well that was kinda like us.
Our very first home was in a little town called Clinton twp. Linda street to be exact. Our first winter was the worst, and apparently it was the worst winter experienced in that town, so I guess you can say we came in at the best of times!! Yeah right! I remember my moms hands got frostbite for the first time. She had to run her fingers under hot water for awhile. My dad had just started work and had to shovel out the drive way and scrape ice out of the car window. Pretty bad.
It was a great neighborhood, I had only 3 good friends.... hey guys I was only like 5 or 6, so how many good friends can we really have other than stuffed animals. Out of 3 I can only remember 2 names - one was Tony who always wore a red micheal Jackson jacket, and the other was Melissa. I met Melissa at school and Tony lived across the street from me. As far as I know life was good.
The only memories I really remember at this time frame was having a scary basement, throwing rocks into a pool, peeing in the back of the garage with my clothes on (yea I peed on myself), a party that Tony and I and the other person I just can't remember the name of, had in the backyard. Now the funny part of the party is that it wasn't a party, it was just the three of us eating chips. Lets see what else can I remember: Now I got made fun of in elementary school, it was never by girls just boys.... I don't get that. Anyways, I used to be in the Brownies too, it's part of the Girl Scouts. And that's where Melissa and I got really close. But she eventually went to another school and I never saw her till High School. I'll get to that later.
Well we eventually moved to another house on James Street. That is where I spent most of my life, so from ages 7-14. At this time, I had started Elementary School, 1st grade and there where I met Renee, my life friend. I didn't know very much English and she basically helped me out. I learned later that she lived right down the street from me. She taught me all the bad words in English.... probably not a good role model at the time, but hey we were young. So we spent almost every day together just like best friends should. I would go to her house a lot, she had a bigger house with more toys, and her mom let her do whatever she wanted. Of course, it was better than my house but she came to my house too. My mom always wanted me to call right when I got there, I never did.... so she would always get mad at me. We would have the longest bike rides through the neighborhoods. I wish it was like that now, you can't even let kids go out or they will get kidnapped. Horrible.
Anyways, she was a good person, we were in school together from 1st to 5th grade. She had her braces first, than I had them. I got glasses in the 3rd grade, she never did. I feel like she was perfect, she always got everything at times I would envy her.
I only had her as a best friend, I had school friends like Fara, she was Italian. I got made fun of a lot at school, Renee was never made fun of, she loved sports so she was friends with a lot of guys. I remember in school I tried to play basketball with her and her friends, I accidentally lost the ball, it went out of bound, and when I got it and came back they said I was out of the game cause I didn't dribble the ball back. I was a little upset but oh well, I have to admit I'm not a sports girl. My friend was sad for me but she didn't say anything, but I could see her face.
I also remember running up a hill and it rained so yeah I slipped and got my bottom all dirty and I had to go to the office to get a change of clothes. Now the only clothes my mom could bring me were sweat pants and a sweatshirt. At that time I was a little chubby, like Honey Boo Boo, but it didn't phase me, and that was my favorite sweat outfit, but it wasn't for school. The sweatshirt had a fuzzy rabbit on the front and they were lavender color. Plus I had like penny loafers on, so I wasn't looking that great. There was this guy in my class that I had a crush on, his name was Scott, well he embarrased the hell out of me that day. I was picking up everyone's papers and when I went by him he grabbed the fat on the side of my stomach, in front of everyone, I dropped all those papers. Needless to say I hated him after that.
The kids there had a chant for me, everytime I walked around they would say "Maria Mojica from Portorica" It wasn't hateful at least I don't think it was, but it sucked hearing it all the time. I was so nice to everyone there.... but why were some so negative towards me.
I also remember being friends with two guys, they were nerds and I was too, they were Darren and Jason. I don't ever remember them ever being mean to me.
In the neighborhood I lived in Renee was loved by everyone, they always wanted to play with her and her brother. One day a lot of the neighborhood kids were in the front yard of Renee's house. One kid who was older came by and since it was so hot on that summer day he invited everyone to go into his pool. Everybody was happy including me, as I started to get on my bike and head over he stopped me and said except you, your not invited. I said why, and he said I don't like you. I have never met this kid or even talked to me. That's the first time I have seen hate to someone that wasn't like him. Everybody left to get there bathing suits and I started crying and when I started to ride off my friend saw me and asked what was wrong, I told her and she said that she wasn't going to go, and she stayed with me.
A lot of people didn't like me there, there was also a girl that was Renee's friend but she hated me. I had nothing against her, but that's when I learned the word two faced because when Renee was gone one day on a trip she called me to come by her house and play with her. I was going to say no but since I never had a problem with her I said yes. I knew she hated me, but I wasn't going to be like her.
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