All about Angiie

Well obviously my name is Angela, But my full name is Angela Christine Herrera. Sometimes I wonder whether or not my mom named me because of my father. His name is Angel. My moms name is Elizabeth but most call her Liz or Cucha. I have four sisters and two brothers. Big family right? Yea I know. My two older sisters are from my moms side and my older brother, my younger brother and my two little sisters are from my dads side. All I have is half sisters and brothers, but I don't see it that way. We as close as we can get, and I prefer full instead of half. Being the youngest in my moms side is pretty cool, but sometimes I miss being the youngest on both sides than just one.


I was born in the summer. Yes, I'm a summer baby, was born early at seven months on July 5th, 1995. Lived in my welas house until the age of five, I moved to Staten Island with my my mom and my oldest sister Stephanie. We had a hard time getting things together and my mom wasn't doing to good at the time. When we first moved in, the apartment didn't look to great. We had no furniture and no where to sleep but the floor. My mom took it upon herself to make our new place a place where we would want to come to everyday. Of course it took some time to do so, but she did it and I'm proud of her. When my sisters friend Madeline use to come over when we didn't have nothing in the apartment, but somewhat getting there, we use to play hide and seek since it was pretty big inside and everything was empty. It was fun, but when I was it one time my sister and her friend cheated by going out to the fire escape. I had no idea they were there.

Even though, at the time, I lived in Staten Island, I still went to my regular school in the Lower East Side. It was hard for my mom to travel back and forth especially with me behind her tail. I was so tired and lazy in the mornings. We would get up around five in the morning to get ready then take the bus to the fairy, fairy to the train, train to my welas house. Mind you, I started doing these journeys at the age of five years old. As soon as I got to my welas house I would either fall asleep until it was time to go to school or watch cartoons on t.v. I was a tough trooper and did the same journey on my way back home. I lived over there until I was about eleven. Now I'm back in my welas house.

I learned a lot in my years and still manage to grow and learn even more today. Even though my father wasn't really there like my mom was and is, I give props to both parents. To my mom because she's been through a lot with me and stood by my side. She cares for me, gets me what I really need, tries to understand, and most importantly my only TRUE best friend. To my dad for being a good parent to his four kids, including me, and at least trying to be there for me when he can. Both parents love me dearly and I know that for a fact and they both work very hard until this day.

At first it was very hard for me to concentrate. In Elementary school, I wasn't doing to good when my father left. My mom had an idea that that was the cause of my actions. I wasn't able to read, write, do math. You name it, I couldn't do it. I guess I just needed my daddy there. I was a daddies girl. I was suppose to get left back three times, but my mom wouldn't let that happen. She fought for me and believed I could do it. She hired tutors for me and put me in a program in school. My second grade teacher helped me the most though. She pushed me until I started to get the hang of things. Now look at me, I'm on my way to High School. I'm on the honor roll, got a lot of awards, learned, and matured.

I tried very hard to keep school issues and family issues separate, and I learned when and where it's o.k to let things out and express my feelings. People may not know I have things going on in and out of school that bother me, but that's because letting it out on other people or not doing your work just because your mind is somewhere else is unacceptable to me. To tell you the truth, sometimes, when I'm not having such a great day I tend to keep to myself or I come out nasty to some people and I've noticed that this year. Some people helped me see that. I'm learning how to change some of my ways.

O.k O.k, enough about family and such. What do I like to do out of school? Well I like to do a lot like hang out wit friends, listen to music, spend time with family, play games on any game system, handball, shopping, and let me just say the list can keep growing and growing. The funny thing is I mostly stay home. I don't know why exactly, I figured teens would be out all the time and what not, but I guess I'm just weird. I'm not exactly going to give you all the details of my life, but I guess this is just the beginning. There is never an end to anything. Every ending just creates a new beginning.