My First Post

Maybe in a few years I will sit back and read everything that I will begin to post in this blog. Until then, I'm sure I will be writing a LOT of things that I have in the back of my head. If you are an outsider, other than me, reading this then I have to warn you about spelling mistakes. Not that I commit too many of them but don't start judging just because I mispelled a word here and there, we are not perfect and I am not going to pay anyone to proofread my writing. So let me apologize right now for those future spelling mistakes....sorry.

Also, if you get a little too touchy with your emotions when you read the opinions of others, then maybe you shouldn't be reading this blog, AT ALL! Be warned that I will say anything and everything that is on my mind about a certain thing because the last time I checked, I have my rights and freedom of expression. For those who still do not understand, freedom of expression is my right to say my ideas and opinion using my OWN MIND to anyone that wants or doesn't want to listen. If you don't then once again, you are welcome to not read any of my posts.

A little about me:

I was born in the Dominican Republic and came to the United States when I was about 7 years old. I was technically alone with my dad in this country. He didn't want to put me in any bilingual classes so I HAD to learn the English language one way or another. It was hard! By hard I mean that I was always getting in trouble because I didn't do homework (didn't know a word of what the teacher was saying). Imagine how hard it would be for you to go to another country and all the classes that you take are in that country's native language. Well yeah, put yourself in my shoes.

Aside from that, I had two best friends; one was chinese and the other one was white. Ha! To this day I still do not remember how we understood each other, but I never cared about races or nationalities. Well, fast forward.... I lived in Brooklyn, then in the Lower East Side, then I moved to the Upper East Side and now I'm in the Bronx. For a child to have gone through so many changes, it was pretty difficult for me, but I always got through it.

Now, I am a young woman and as I begin to analyze my life, I opened my eyes to a realization that I never saw until a few months ago. I am too honest.

Too honest??!!?? I know this is the question that is lingering deep within your brain because you don't understand what I'm saying. Let me explain.

I hardly have any friends. Most of my girl friends have either stopped talking to me, I stopped looking for them or the friendship just plain faded. The pattern that I see with everyone that I encountered is that in one way or another, I communicate my opinion to them and they don't like it. I will explain further in another post.

For now, I am not married, do not have children and live practically on my own. Yes, I have wonderful people in my life and even though my life is not perfect, I am pretty satisfied with it.

Tootles my friends, until the next post!