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Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
From Colorado to Utah. Whitewater Rafting
Landing in Colorado.
Walk around the "neighborhood".
Sunday, June 12, 2011
My Nikon L120 :)
Eagle Lake Park
I first saw this camera at Walmart and fell in love with it. I researched it and thought it would be a great starter camera. I've only owned Kodak cameras until now and I can say I will never go back. Below are my first photos: My sister is credited for taking some of these photos. :)
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Not Your Bank, of America.
Ever have a bank that you were happy with? I did. Mine was Washington Mutual.
I liked it because you didn't have to use direct deposit to get it free. It was free. Period. No strings attached. No monthly access fee's. No "how much you use your account fees". Practically you wouldn't get charged for making a left turn on a Friday afternoon if it was overcast. I used to get cashiers checks and money orders for free. I didn't have an issue. Most people don't feel that way, but it's just me. I loved Washington Mutual.
If I deposited a check it would be there that day or the latest the next day. No questions asked.
Now. Washington Mutual became Chase. Because they (Washington Mutual), like other banks-- made risky lending practices and ended up loosing. When Washington Mutual became Chase is where all of my problems started. So I took my stuff and went elsewhere. I researched hard on banks and their fees. The bank that came the closest was Regions. They did have fees, but not as much as every other bank. So I went with them. I didn't really have a problem. I did occasionally, but not on a constant basis.
Now that I am moving to NY I had to close my regions as they are not in NY. I hesitantly opened a Bank of America Account. (I had an account with them before and they fee'd the hell out of me) Granted, I am a single mom. I am on one income. No outside help what so ever. No second job, nothing. I literally have every penny accounted for. I'm not on food stamps. I'm not on Welfare, Section 8, Housing. Nothing. I take care of my business. I literally live from paycheck to paycheck like most people. Except I don't have the affordable luxury of being able to afford things like cable or Internet. I don't have extra money to "give" to bank for fees. I'd rather give it to the less fortunate.
SO!
I opened the account for one reason. That reason was the checks that were issued from my job were from Bank of America. I figured how could I have issues with my account if my jobs account and mine are in the same bank? I was wrong. It all started with my bonus check. They wouldn't cash their own damn check..... Are you KIDDING ME???? Granted I know business are not good these days and their might be an issue. However, last time I checked our company made "The top places to work three years in a row.
How can you pull a three peat two years in a row?
http://www.tampabay.com/news/business/workinglife/top-three-workplaces-new-york-life-american-strategic-insurance-and-st/1163251
It's an (A-) A.M. Best Rated Company.
http://www3.ambest.com/ratings/FullProfile.asp?Bl=0&AMBNum=12150&AltSrc=1&AltNum=&URATINGID=437319&Ext_User=&Ext_Misc
I'm pretty sure you can more than verify that my check will clear.
So my bonus check they wouldn't cash. I advised them to cash a portion and deposit the rest. I didn't need my whole bonus check, just enough to buy Christmas presents.
I left the account open since December. I didn't take any money out or put any in. I started getting a $8.95 "access fee". If I took money out of my savings more than three times a month I got a fee. Granted I didn't use my savings as a "savings" acct. I used it to hold my bills so I wouldn't use it. I would then pay my bills from my savings account. Got a fee for that. My question is since when is it your business what I do with my money? Since when should I get penalized for using my own money?
I deposited my payroll check with them and they put a hold on it. Granted they tried this before and I told them simply "No" and they didn't. This time I deposited through an ATM and they got me. Held my Payroll check for 3 business days and one non-business day. (4 days all together).
I got a 3 day notice from my apartment complex because I didn't have the full amount to pay it. (Late Fees)
I got a late fee on my car payment and I couldn't even look at my light bill due to the racked up late fees that I incurred.
I barely have any food in my fridge.
So I called Bank of America Saturday, they said they couldn't do anything as the ATM is in a different "system" and can't take off the hold. I go in on Monday and talk to someone who pretty much told me the same thing (after waiting almost 20 minutes to be seen). Finally I tweeted my frustration and got a response from their "tweet team". I spoke to her on Monday and she took the hold of on Tuesday as a "courtesy" and reminded me that Bank of America has the right to hold any checks that are turned in to them.
According to Bank of America, it's whenever they feel like it. Because they can tell you when, where, and how you can use or access your money. You do not have control over your money. They do. I cant understand how they think that's right. So, I decided I was going to go bank commando. No bank especially Bank of America is not going to screw me for nothing.
So I wanted especially thank Bank of America for being OK with holding my check and also withholding food from my sons mouth.
I would like to thank Bank of America for the courtesy of allowing me to incur all of my late fees due to them holding the check.
I would like to also thank Bank of America for making me a true believer of why I will NEVER bank with them and possibly any other bank at least for a long time. Let's see how long I can hold out.
Being a responsible person is important to me. Not living beyond my means is important to me. It's kind of hard to be that way when you have a bank controlling your hard earned money at the end of the day. "Just Because".
Well as of tomorrow I will no longer be a Bank of America Customer. "Just Because"
I liked it because you didn't have to use direct deposit to get it free. It was free. Period. No strings attached. No monthly access fee's. No "how much you use your account fees". Practically you wouldn't get charged for making a left turn on a Friday afternoon if it was overcast. I used to get cashiers checks and money orders for free. I didn't have an issue. Most people don't feel that way, but it's just me. I loved Washington Mutual.
If I deposited a check it would be there that day or the latest the next day. No questions asked.
Now. Washington Mutual became Chase. Because they (Washington Mutual), like other banks-- made risky lending practices and ended up loosing. When Washington Mutual became Chase is where all of my problems started. So I took my stuff and went elsewhere. I researched hard on banks and their fees. The bank that came the closest was Regions. They did have fees, but not as much as every other bank. So I went with them. I didn't really have a problem. I did occasionally, but not on a constant basis.
Now that I am moving to NY I had to close my regions as they are not in NY. I hesitantly opened a Bank of America Account. (I had an account with them before and they fee'd the hell out of me) Granted, I am a single mom. I am on one income. No outside help what so ever. No second job, nothing. I literally have every penny accounted for. I'm not on food stamps. I'm not on Welfare, Section 8, Housing. Nothing. I take care of my business. I literally live from paycheck to paycheck like most people. Except I don't have the affordable luxury of being able to afford things like cable or Internet. I don't have extra money to "give" to bank for fees. I'd rather give it to the less fortunate.
SO!
I opened the account for one reason. That reason was the checks that were issued from my job were from Bank of America. I figured how could I have issues with my account if my jobs account and mine are in the same bank? I was wrong. It all started with my bonus check. They wouldn't cash their own damn check..... Are you KIDDING ME???? Granted I know business are not good these days and their might be an issue. However, last time I checked our company made "The top places to work three years in a row.
How can you pull a three peat two years in a row?
http://www.tampabay.com/news/business/workinglife/top-three-workplaces-new-york-life-american-strategic-insurance-and-st/1163251
It's an (A-) A.M. Best Rated Company.
http://www3.ambest.com/ratings/FullProfile.asp?Bl=0&AMBNum=12150&AltSrc=1&AltNum=&URATINGID=437319&Ext_User=&Ext_Misc
I'm pretty sure you can more than verify that my check will clear.
So my bonus check they wouldn't cash. I advised them to cash a portion and deposit the rest. I didn't need my whole bonus check, just enough to buy Christmas presents.
I left the account open since December. I didn't take any money out or put any in. I started getting a $8.95 "access fee". If I took money out of my savings more than three times a month I got a fee. Granted I didn't use my savings as a "savings" acct. I used it to hold my bills so I wouldn't use it. I would then pay my bills from my savings account. Got a fee for that. My question is since when is it your business what I do with my money? Since when should I get penalized for using my own money?
I deposited my payroll check with them and they put a hold on it. Granted they tried this before and I told them simply "No" and they didn't. This time I deposited through an ATM and they got me. Held my Payroll check for 3 business days and one non-business day. (4 days all together).
I got a 3 day notice from my apartment complex because I didn't have the full amount to pay it. (Late Fees)
I got a late fee on my car payment and I couldn't even look at my light bill due to the racked up late fees that I incurred.
I barely have any food in my fridge.
So I called Bank of America Saturday, they said they couldn't do anything as the ATM is in a different "system" and can't take off the hold. I go in on Monday and talk to someone who pretty much told me the same thing (after waiting almost 20 minutes to be seen). Finally I tweeted my frustration and got a response from their "tweet team". I spoke to her on Monday and she took the hold of on Tuesday as a "courtesy" and reminded me that Bank of America has the right to hold any checks that are turned in to them.
According to Bank of America, it's whenever they feel like it. Because they can tell you when, where, and how you can use or access your money. You do not have control over your money. They do. I cant understand how they think that's right. So, I decided I was going to go bank commando. No bank especially Bank of America is not going to screw me for nothing.
So I wanted especially thank Bank of America for being OK with holding my check and also withholding food from my sons mouth.
I would like to thank Bank of America for the courtesy of allowing me to incur all of my late fees due to them holding the check.
I would like to also thank Bank of America for making me a true believer of why I will NEVER bank with them and possibly any other bank at least for a long time. Let's see how long I can hold out.
Being a responsible person is important to me. Not living beyond my means is important to me. It's kind of hard to be that way when you have a bank controlling your hard earned money at the end of the day. "Just Because".
Well as of tomorrow I will no longer be a Bank of America Customer. "Just Because"
Monday, May 30, 2011
My Paint Brush
Paintbrush
I keep my paintbrush with me,Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up,
So the real me doesn't show.
I'm so afraid to show me to you,
Afraid of what you'll do,
That you might laugh or say mean things,
I'm afraid I might lose you.
I'd like to remove all of my paint coats,
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
Now my coats are all stripped off,
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You're my friend pure as gold.
I need to keep my paintbrush with me,
And hold it in my hand.
I want to keep it handy,
In case somebody doesn't understand.
So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true.
But I need to keep my paintbrush with me,
Until I love me too.
~Anonymous
I was 16 when I first read this poem and it literally brought me to tears. I felt exactly that same way. It was as if someone had come into my soul and wrote down how I felt. Something I kept in for so many years now out in the open. Except I was only exposing it to myself. No one was around. Maybe I was in denial and reading it made me realize I was that person.
This impending move has made me want to pick that brush back up again. A brush I put down a long time ago.
Then I started asking myself why?
It took years for me to strip myself down. Learning who I really was along the way. Learning to speak up for myself. Learning to say no when I wanted to say no and stop trying to please people. Even though I sometimes fall back into trying to do that.
I started doubting if I really loved myself. Started feeling insecure again. I guess it's a part of life. The unknown is scary. I almost started disguising my fear. I picked the brush up and looked at myself, then I put it back down. Facing my fears without my brush.
Monday, May 16, 2011
The Comparative Anatomy of Eating
http://www.vegsource.com/news/2009/11/the-comparative-anatomy-of-eating.html
If you don't get it by reading this link then I don't know what will.
Simply put. Our bodies are not made to process foods high in saturated fat or cholestorol.
Mainly because we make our own cholestorol and don't need any by insertion to the mouth.
We are physically not created to eat meat.
Read the link above. See for yourself.
Look at the facts. Look at yourself. See where this might be affecting your health. I know it affected my health and my sons health. I taught him this, because this is what I was taught. Now I have to un-teach him. He is too young to see that meatvideo... in my opinion anyway.
For you who do not understand. Just look at the facts with an open mind. Think for yourself. Find the truth.
If you don't get it by reading this link then I don't know what will.
Simply put. Our bodies are not made to process foods high in saturated fat or cholestorol.
Mainly because we make our own cholestorol and don't need any by insertion to the mouth.
We are physically not created to eat meat.
Read the link above. See for yourself.
Look at the facts. Look at yourself. See where this might be affecting your health. I know it affected my health and my sons health. I taught him this, because this is what I was taught. Now I have to un-teach him. He is too young to see that meatvideo... in my opinion anyway.
For you who do not understand. Just look at the facts with an open mind. Think for yourself. Find the truth.
Monday, March 28, 2011
1 Corinthians 13! Love
And now I will show you the most excellent way.
If I speak in the tounges of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountiains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my boy to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I have yet so much to learn.....
If I speak in the tounges of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountiains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my boy to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I have yet so much to learn.....
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Forgiveness
Looking for forgiveness and learning to forgive.
In the end all you can do is pray.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSb6nl1DCgs
Betrayed and let down, they gossip and slander
They sabotage You as they mock You, it’s just a mess!
But I refuse to amuse the lies
And whether or not they apologize
I’m moving on, I’m going to let go cause I got to fly
Laying down all that’s in the past, no bitterness
Putting aside all my pain and my pride, to be blessed
I’ve learned what we hold against someone else
Will only wind up hurting ourselves
We need love motivation
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
The damage is done, the scars still remain
But I gained wisdom and strength
So I declare the victory is won
I refuse to amuse the pain
Won’t let it take my freedom away
I’m moving on, I’m going to let go
Cause tomorrow’s a better day
Laying down all that’s in the past, no bitterness
Putting aside all my pain and my pride, to be blessed
I’ve learned what we hold against someone else
Will only wind up hurting ourselves
We need love motivation
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
I am only human, I am so imperfect
And I’m whole heartedly
asking You to forgive me, oh
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me
You got to take in the air and just breathe in
Believe in order to let a broken heart
start beat, beat beating’ again
A gain of restored grace
From a flash in a past space
What’s left is a bad taste
Repairing from despair
Which left you unaware
That others desperation of hating’
Which had you stating’ what was done in the past,
History, so ill, the sting from the blow, fast hit, it’s so real
Faced with the options presented
Forgive or resent it. to live or regret it, grip or forget it
You got to love or hate it
See, the truth’s been stated
Let it go, because the past has been dated
Now pardon me of my faults in the fall of me
Dignity placed in all we see
Drawn from a source of what we can’t force
A loving trace of a crimson course
Of course, no remorse in
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
The reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
In the end all you can do is pray.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSb6nl1DCgs
Betrayed and let down, they gossip and slander
They sabotage You as they mock You, it’s just a mess!
But I refuse to amuse the lies
And whether or not they apologize
I’m moving on, I’m going to let go cause I got to fly
Laying down all that’s in the past, no bitterness
Putting aside all my pain and my pride, to be blessed
I’ve learned what we hold against someone else
Will only wind up hurting ourselves
We need love motivation
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
The damage is done, the scars still remain
But I gained wisdom and strength
So I declare the victory is won
I refuse to amuse the pain
Won’t let it take my freedom away
I’m moving on, I’m going to let go
Cause tomorrow’s a better day
Laying down all that’s in the past, no bitterness
Putting aside all my pain and my pride, to be blessed
I’ve learned what we hold against someone else
Will only wind up hurting ourselves
We need love motivation
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
I am only human, I am so imperfect
And I’m whole heartedly
asking You to forgive me, oh
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me
You got to take in the air and just breathe in
Believe in order to let a broken heart
start beat, beat beating’ again
A gain of restored grace
From a flash in a past space
What’s left is a bad taste
Repairing from despair
Which left you unaware
That others desperation of hating’
Which had you stating’ what was done in the past,
History, so ill, the sting from the blow, fast hit, it’s so real
Faced with the options presented
Forgive or resent it. to live or regret it, grip or forget it
You got to love or hate it
See, the truth’s been stated
Let it go, because the past has been dated
Now pardon me of my faults in the fall of me
Dignity placed in all we see
Drawn from a source of what we can’t force
A loving trace of a crimson course
Of course, no remorse in
Forgiveness, there’s healing in your wings
Your peace it lets me breathe
Forgiveness, You’re the reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
The reason why I live
I’m worth only what I give
Forgiveness
Disney World!
Vincent was born on April 5th, 2004. It's now 2011 and my baby will be seven years old! We are hitting Disney World up for his Birthday BUUT! Since his Birthday falls on a weekday, we will have to wait until the weekend to go. It's going to be exciting and I will definitely be posting pics of the event!
I already booked the hotel and we are ready to go! Pam (Vincent's godmother) got us tickets to Disney World so if it wasn't for her we wouldn't be going! THANKS PAM!!!!! :)
All I need is a camera.... :) I seem to have bad luck with those!
I already booked the hotel and we are ready to go! Pam (Vincent's godmother) got us tickets to Disney World so if it wasn't for her we wouldn't be going! THANKS PAM!!!!! :)
All I need is a camera.... :) I seem to have bad luck with those!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Change.
Change: make different; cause a transformation.
Well It's 2011. I'm sitting here with Vincent. We are both getting our pedicures. (Vincent's first pedicure) My sister is in the other room getting her eyebrows done. Vincent and I will be embarking on a new beginning. Creating new changes in our lives. What will come for us in the future we may not know yet, but it's something we have to start. You have to start with change. What's life going to be like if you continue to settle or do things just because they are convenient? Not going for what you really want in life? I've decided at 29 to stop settling and do not only what's best for my child, but what's best for me as well. I've been playing it safe for Vincent. Giving him a good home, food and a roof over his head. At one point that was good enough, but now it's just not enough. I want to be able to offer him more. He deserves better. Although I've been giving him the best of what I could for so long and doing it mostly on my own. I did have the support and assistance of my family whenever I needed it. I don't know where I would be if it were not for my loving family. We have a little one here. My mother, Sister, Brother, Sister-in-law and my beloved nephew. Everyone else is in either New York or Puerto Rico.
So let's talk about this change. Change can be many things. It can be change within yourself, physically, emotionally or mentally. You can change the way you think, feel, or look. Based on what you feel you need in life. I have lived my life and have been OK with my life being predictable. That's the definition of Jessie. Predictable & plays it safe. I don't take chances. Why? For fear. Fear of failing. Well I'm done with being fearful and being afraid of failing. Because if you are afraid to fail, how will you ever be successful? If I do fail at least I can say I tried. I don't think I have ever been able to say: "at least I tried". I just didn't try it. I didn't try.
I have failed at things and succeeded at others. I don't know what has caused this inner stirring of wanting to continue on a different path. One that I was not on before. Some say it's my "30's Mid-Life crisis. Some say that they are proud and will stand by me no matter what. It's what you get when you announce anything that is out of the ordinary. Out of what they are used to expecting of you. I'm going on a self-fulfilling journey. One that will fulfill my child's needs and one that will fulfill my own. For once in my life I will stop worrying about if everyone else is taken care of. People are grown and are able to take care of themselves. I will still initially worry as I am a worrier. I am a Libra! It will take some getting used to, but I will conquer this!
I will conquer Yessenia. I will not conquer the world, but I will try to put my wisdom to use. To help others. To help heal. It's what I was made to do.
Well It's 2011. I'm sitting here with Vincent. We are both getting our pedicures. (Vincent's first pedicure) My sister is in the other room getting her eyebrows done. Vincent and I will be embarking on a new beginning. Creating new changes in our lives. What will come for us in the future we may not know yet, but it's something we have to start. You have to start with change. What's life going to be like if you continue to settle or do things just because they are convenient? Not going for what you really want in life? I've decided at 29 to stop settling and do not only what's best for my child, but what's best for me as well. I've been playing it safe for Vincent. Giving him a good home, food and a roof over his head. At one point that was good enough, but now it's just not enough. I want to be able to offer him more. He deserves better. Although I've been giving him the best of what I could for so long and doing it mostly on my own. I did have the support and assistance of my family whenever I needed it. I don't know where I would be if it were not for my loving family. We have a little one here. My mother, Sister, Brother, Sister-in-law and my beloved nephew. Everyone else is in either New York or Puerto Rico.
So let's talk about this change. Change can be many things. It can be change within yourself, physically, emotionally or mentally. You can change the way you think, feel, or look. Based on what you feel you need in life. I have lived my life and have been OK with my life being predictable. That's the definition of Jessie. Predictable & plays it safe. I don't take chances. Why? For fear. Fear of failing. Well I'm done with being fearful and being afraid of failing. Because if you are afraid to fail, how will you ever be successful? If I do fail at least I can say I tried. I don't think I have ever been able to say: "at least I tried". I just didn't try it. I didn't try.
I have failed at things and succeeded at others. I don't know what has caused this inner stirring of wanting to continue on a different path. One that I was not on before. Some say it's my "30's Mid-Life crisis. Some say that they are proud and will stand by me no matter what. It's what you get when you announce anything that is out of the ordinary. Out of what they are used to expecting of you. I'm going on a self-fulfilling journey. One that will fulfill my child's needs and one that will fulfill my own. For once in my life I will stop worrying about if everyone else is taken care of. People are grown and are able to take care of themselves. I will still initially worry as I am a worrier. I am a Libra! It will take some getting used to, but I will conquer this!
I will conquer Yessenia. I will not conquer the world, but I will try to put my wisdom to use. To help others. To help heal. It's what I was made to do.
Friday, January 28, 2011
The Love of a Mother and Child.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Me! History, History, History... Get to know me.
Born on the morning of October 8th, 1981 at around 11:45AM or PM. (My mother and grandmother differ on that one) I would agree with my mom since she is the one that pushed me out. :D I don't think you ever forget the date and time you pushed a tiny alien baby out of your pelvic region. That has to stick in your mind somehow. My Father, Robert Rivera-Velez was 21? I think? he was 20 when he had my sister. My mother, Maria Providencia Irizarry-Jimenez was 27. Yep she is a cradle robber! lol Just kidding. According to her my dad lied about his age. I guess she didn't find out how old he really was until she was pregnant with one of us? Will have to ask her for a refresher on that one. I lived in Mayaguez, P.R. until I was four.
Circa 1985, my mother moved all of her kids (Luis, Angie, and moi) to Brooklyn, NY to get away from her abusive relationship she had with my dad. My Brother Tony lived with my grandmother in NY. We lived in my grandmothers 3 story brownstone. My mom lived on the third floor, my aunt on the second floor and my grandmother on the first. When I first moved to New York I did not know English. I had to learn the language very quickly. I went to P.S. 399 with my cousin Hugo. Hugo and I are two months apart. We were very close. He was like the younger brother that I never had. At P.S. 399 we had the same class. I remember forcing him to play house with me or else.... :) Apparently I was a bully in Kindergarten. I was diagnosed as dislexic. I wrote everything backwards. I can still do it till this day, but it takes me longer to write. I had to take special classes and have someone teach me the correct way to write.
My sister and I. Can you believe we came from the same man and woman? I look like the milk mans baby next to my dad.
Very blurry pic of my mom holding me and my sister in the carriage.
My cousin, my sister (in the back) and I. This was around the time that I forced him to play house with me. We did EVERYTHING together. Even get in trouble. ;)
Us now. Circa 2010.
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This is P.S. 399 now renamed to Stanley E. Clarke School: Public School 399
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This is the brownstone I lived in. It is the third house from the left. You can actually see my grandmother on the front steps of the house. This house is supposedly haunted. I'll tell you more about that later.
Circa 1985, my mother moved all of her kids (Luis, Angie, and moi) to Brooklyn, NY to get away from her abusive relationship she had with my dad. My Brother Tony lived with my grandmother in NY. We lived in my grandmothers 3 story brownstone. My mom lived on the third floor, my aunt on the second floor and my grandmother on the first. When I first moved to New York I did not know English. I had to learn the language very quickly. I went to P.S. 399 with my cousin Hugo. Hugo and I are two months apart. We were very close. He was like the younger brother that I never had. At P.S. 399 we had the same class. I remember forcing him to play house with me or else.... :) Apparently I was a bully in Kindergarten. I was diagnosed as dislexic. I wrote everything backwards. I can still do it till this day, but it takes me longer to write. I had to take special classes and have someone teach me the correct way to write.
My sister and I. Can you believe we came from the same man and woman? I look like the milk mans baby next to my dad.
Very blurry pic of my mom holding me and my sister in the carriage.
My cousin, my sister (in the back) and I. This was around the time that I forced him to play house with me. We did EVERYTHING together. Even get in trouble. ;)
Us now. Circa 2010.
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This is P.S. 399 now renamed to Stanley E. Clarke School: Public School 399
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This is the brownstone I lived in. It is the third house from the left. You can actually see my grandmother on the front steps of the house. This house is supposedly haunted. I'll tell you more about that later.
Monday, January 24, 2011
My Very First Blog
Well this is my official first blog. My intentions with this blog is to talk about my most inner thoughts and feelings. I might offend some, inspire some, or just plain piss people off. ( I was told I was good at the last one) :) Either way this will help me express myself in a way I never thought possible. Hopefully whatever I post you will enjoy!
Peace and Blessings,
~Yessenia
Peace and Blessings,
~Yessenia
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