I Promise I'm Older Than I Act

So I was meant to go to bed ages ago but apparently that didn't happen.

Let's see what's new in Maya's life:

• I miss you guys.

Whoops, nope, that's not new, my bad.

• I'm back from Seattle and all that adventurous stuff. My cousin Chloe's wedding was very lovely.
• I GOT SOME MOTHERFLIPPING OVERALLS AND THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY!!! (y'all are probably so sick of hearing that by now XD)
• I had a super mega awesome dream last night (I've told many of you already) that may or may not turn into a real writing piece.
• I spent 8 hours of the day helping my dad clean out the older bro's pigsty room. I guess you could say I found some reaaaaallllyyyyy interesting stuff underneath all that mess... XD
• I've eaten three meals in the past two days because I woke up quite late.
• I happen to be listening to some really depressing music at the moment and I'm not entirely sure why that is.
• I FOUND MY OLD DS AND PLAYED NINTENDOGS AND MY DOG REMEMBERED HIS TRICKS AFTER 8 YEARS ^_^ I'm not seven years old what are you talking about
• Javier made me sit through some really crappy Disney TV show. Disney Channel is seriously disappointing me these days.
• I also managed to salvage our dinosaur Gameboy. I know. Crazy. Frogger is just as stressful as I remembered it.
•  I spent over an hour coloring in a coloring book. I was better as a kindergartener, that's for sure. Guys I swear I am fifteen years old
• I have yet to start my summer reading.
• I really want some ice cream right now.
• I should probably go to bed but I know that I won't.
• I should maybe stop writing right now.
• Maybe I will.
• Oh yeah?
• Yeah. Watch me.

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Hasta la próxima,

Much love xoxo

Maya

To the Sisters

In addition to The Brothers (a post I wrote a while back), let us not forget The Sisters, who all took their individual roles in my life as well.

If it hadn't been for these girls, I don't know where I'd be.

I present to you The Sisters.

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Despite all those moments where our worlds come crumbling down, we are masters at picking ourselves back up and rebuilding a kingdom out of rubble. Thanks to you guys, I've been able to reconstruct my castle every time it's fallen to pieces. We make a good team.

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Priscila Maria Maltes and I met on my 9th birthday: March 6th, 2009. We didn't go to the same school and we didn't have the same friends but we were to play each other's part in the musical El Milagro de Fatima. It was double casted because of the musical's emotional rigor and we spent 6 months rehearsing every single day together. Back in those days, all it took to become best friends with someone was to ask. And so I did. And so we were. 6 years later, we're practically twins and have never fallen out of touch, even though I live across the ocean from her for nine months of the year. Pri and I were always the perfect dynamic duo. I was shy while she was outgoing. I dressed simply while she liked breaking out the neon colors. She's the party animal and I'm the antisocial bookworm. She'd tell the jokes and I'd laugh. I'd tell the stories and she'd listen to every word in awe. We've gone on countless road trips, belting Maroon 5 at the top of our lungs. We've seen each other at our best and at our worst. We've pulled all nighters. We've laughed at each other 'till we pissed ourselves... Literally. We were the prime examples at dance camp. We were the prime examples in our division at our Theatre Academy. I always figured she was the beauty--thick black Dominican hair and gorgeous sun-kissed skin--while I was the brains, and not much else. Although it's taken me this long to realize that we both got a bit of both ;) Pri, te extraño muchisimo y no puedo esperar a verte en casi casi unas semanas <3 Aguantate un ratito mas, mujer, que ya casi llego ;)

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Emma, or Lil' Kerr, as some of us tend to call her, has been the little sister I always wanted but never had. Sure, I'm not even a full two years older than her, but I'd like to think I've got my couple extra years of wisdom tucked under my belt ;) I remember the first time I met her was freshman year at the International Student Dinner. Papa Kerr brought her along and the first thing I said was what pretty eyes she had (and it's true, they're stunning). Emma and I have had our numerous ups and downs and to tell the truth, it's remarkable how much she reminds me of myself. Sometimes a bit too much. We're both too stubborn for our own good and at age thirteen, we both thought the world was crashing down on us when in reality, it wasn't. Despite our arguments and stand offs and periods of time we spent not talking to each other, she's been one of the people who's cared and supported me the most. She'll make me laugh or smile or cry just by being herself. And that is more than I could ever ask for. I know that no matter what she says, she loves me unconditionally. And as much as she looks up to me, I want her to know that I look up to her, too. I mean, quite literally I have to now cuz we're no longer the same height -_- But I feel some foreign protective instinct whenever I'm around her, and I guess that's part of what having a little sister is all about. You know they can kick ass on their own, but for your own sanity, you're right behind them in case they fall, and I'm sure they're grateful for that, too :)

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To be honest, I was always a little bit afraid of Max, our blue-haired mermaid friend. In the beginning, she was a mystery to me. And around that time, she wasn't even a mermaid yet haha :) All I knew was that she was exceptionally talented at making art, extraordinarily witty, and sassier than any other human I had ever met. She could shut you down without batting an eye. She could throw a fucking javelin at your face if she really wanted to. Basically, everyone admired her but I felt like I wasn't even worthy of being in her presence, which resulted in me not getting to know her very well my freshman year. Unfortunately, for most of my sophomore year, she disappeared to Oklahoma, where all of us wish we were so we could just hang around her. Our year took a 180 spin when she came back for our spring term. It was the single most amazing thing to happen that year. Luckily, I was able to get a lot closer with her in that short amount of time, resulting in her being the one to help me dye my hair and letting me ramble to her about the good, the bad, and the ugly. It's funny cuz she'd wear so many dark colors that the second she wore floral print, everyone went crazy XD She's the girl who wore a watch tied by rubber bands and then a ribbon; she was originally the only girl in our Robotics club; she's the one everyone would go to so they could beg for hennas; she's never been afraid to speak her mind. But most of all, she's been our hopelessly loyal Maximiliana Bogan, someone absolutely none of us could live without.

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Zoe was one of my very first friends at the Abbey. I met her during her freshman year while I was touring the school. When I finally came back in September, she was the one to remember me--barely--but she remembered me more than my own tour guide, which is saying something. I think it goes without saying that she is one of the most eccentric, bold, and tenacious people I have ever met. From her questionable antics to her voice of pure gold to her amazing poetic performances to the times we've just sat and talked about everything and anything, she's been one hell of a friend. I miss the times we used to jam together, and the time she improvised a song for me to make me feel better, and even that time she got me to date... you know... my boyfriend. Crazy as she is, I wouldn't have her any other way. She cares so much about the things she holds dear and that is something not many people value these days. Here's to one more year of excitement and exuberance :)

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Olivia has been one of the most entertaining people I've ever met. I always saw her as the super cool older sister that was edgy yet 100% goofy at the same time :) Abbey Drama got us together and my first memories of her were the horrendously cliche chemistry jokes she told between rehearsals XD If I could change anything about my last year, I wish I could have spent more time with her. She was so funny yet all the while incredibly brilliant, and so her conversations were never boring. Later in the year when she decided she wanted to cut her hair, I was all for it. And she looked absolutely stunning, just like I knew she would ;) I loved how she gave Pags such a hard time during stage crew. I loved her smiley face boots. I loved her unnecessary comments in the comp lab.  I loved observing her art. I loved cracking up with her at elementary school humor. I loved how she'd bring her dog on walks at school. I loved how she'd wear armadillo slippers to practice. I loved how she'd take no shit from anyone, whether that was a student or a teacher. I loved watching her perform. She truly is one of the best actresses I know. I can't thank her enough for all the time and effort she spent doing my hair and makeup (along with many others') for innumerable performances and school dances. I can't thank her enough for the times we'd have dinner together since most of the dining hall was empty. Whatever she decides to do in life, I sincerely hope she has a crashing amount of success, because she deserves it. 

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I've had the true honor and privilege of not only performing with but befriending the one and only Sophia Diodati aka Better than Beyonce aka Queen Soph aka God. So to all you atheists out there, um, get yourself checked cuz I'm friends with God and she's motherflipping fantastic. I don't even know where to begin with her. It's because of her that I believe in the phrase "Tiny but powerful". First off, she was probably the best Head Girl the Abbey's ever had. She's the greatest pianist I've ever had the pleasure to meet. She's got some deadly vocals, killer dance moves, and insane acting skills. I was so lucky to have her play my mother in Harvey last fall. Acting alongside her was an experience I cannot put into words. I was fortunate enough to act alongside her again in Ghost the Musical and honestly if it weren't for her constant encouragement, I don't think I ever would have reached my high note at the end. Though we didn't hang out much outside of practice or EHX rehearsals, Sophia taught me so much about endurance and friendship and strength and what it means to be kind. She had one heck of a sassy mouth but one of the warmest hearts I've ever come across. She's been my personal ray of sunshine, to put it that way. I can't explain how much I'm gonna miss getting to see her everyday this next year. She is a true born star and I'm sure she'll shine brighter than any other one in our galaxy <3

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Maeve Rebecca Harten. God, what would I do without that girl... Firstly, all of my super awkward/uncomfortable questions and exclamations are reserved for her. Because they're suited for her ears and her ears only. I met Maeve at my first EON concert, surprise surprise... I like to believe the second we met, there was just some strange connection that made me feel like we were related and that I could tell her absolutely anything. For a long time, she was my designated driver, Panera/Custom date, midnight crisis contact, and shameless advice giver. I don't even know where to begin when it comes to thanking her for all that she's done for me (I'll try and reserve most of that for a Thanksgiving post haha). She's tickled me till I near pissed myself, she's held me while I cried my heart out, she's been my pillow and jam buddy and food service many a time XD She is so talented and dedicated in everything that she does, it's almost painful. Despite her going away to inevitable c-o-l-l-e-g-e *insert super sad face here* I will always remember the random Sundays she came to hang out in my room, the many adventures we went on (some including hair dye, some not), the spontaneous appearances she'd make in the dining hall that just made my day, the beautiful book of poetry she gave me for Christmas, her super warm hugs, cuddles in Fonts's basement/the Wing/the stairwell, but most importantly her undying kindness and generosity towards her friends and others. It was such an honor to have been present at your graduation. I couldn't have asked for a better gift to say goodbye. Nonetheless, come on keep your shit together maya I cannot wait for her to come back to us so we can continue being the strange goofs we were before :D

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Last but not least is Claire. Three words come to mind when I think of her: inspiration, gratitude and pride. I will never forget that night we walked together through the fog. It was because of her I started this blog. It was because of her I met the extraordinary friends I have today. It was because of her that I got up off my ass and actually stood up for myself when I wouldn't have otherwise. It was because of her I fell in love with dance again. It was because of her that I learned to love Taylor Swift, live life in the moment and put my faith in the stars. She gave me kindness unlike any other and loved me for me from the start. She never gave me a terms and conditions list regarding her friendship. She's my favorite person to all out belt in the car with. She's the first person I called when I freaked about A. She's the first person who tried--and failed--to get me to drink coffee XD We've each ranted to the other in the middle of the night. Both of us have held the other when they cried and held our stomachs in stitches when we laughed. A good chunk of my sanity this past year came from her. She'll always be our #1 fangirl, groupie, and companion. I love the fact that she actually talks as much as I do so I don't feel as bad when I ramble to her hahaha <3 I love how even on the hottest, muggiest days, she'll still smell amazing (I seriously don't know how you do it.) I love that we'll match unintentionally. I love what a great team we make when Easter Egg Hunting. I love stargazing with her. I love making waffles in the morning at her house. I love binge watching Narnia with her. I love walking around for hours with her. I love how I can be 100% myself around her. There are so many things I will miss when she's gone. And even so, I am so immensely proud of her. For her successes, struggles, and failures. She's tough as nails even when she doesn't think she is. I am so incredibly lucky to have her as my sister.

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Lucky is an understatement. To have all these girls by my side is truly some sort of divine miracle I could never begin to explain. I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you. All of you. For your generosity, hospitality, wisdom, and strength. People like you are hard to come by.

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So I tried my very best not to get emotional while writing any of this but I was somewhat unsuccessful... Whether that's to do with the contents of this post or the time I'm posting it at, I'm not sure. Either way, I hope this gives you all an idea of how much these people mean to me. Thank you thank you thank you.

Hasta la próxima!

Much love xoxo

Maya

(P.S: I hope this post didn't end up sounding like complete bullshit or something cuz frankly I'm too tired to edit anything right now.)

Dear 11-Year-Old Me

Hey kid.

I'm sorry, I can't say the whole life thing gets any easier.

Look, I know you're really scared right now. I know your best friends just moved to different continents. I know Genji's gone. I know Gato's gone. I know Ben is gone. I know you're hurt and confused. I know 7th grade math is hard. I know your heart aches. I know some girls were trying to make you take some really stupid decisions. I know you dropped out of AFA 'cause the stress was too much. I know you're still getting used to wearing glasses. I know the acne is just starting to get noticeable enough for people to laugh. I know your braces are uncomfortable and therefore, you hardly smile. I know the boy whose locker's above yours keeps dropping his science textbook on your head. I know you're too afraid to speak up about it. I know you forget to eat your lunch. And your breakfast. And your dinner. I know you're better than the boy whom everyone claims likes you. I know you never want to get out of bed in the mornings but can't go to sleep at night. I know you've written 27 angry letters to yourself but haven't torn them up yet. I know you spend far too much time in front of the mirror. I know the only reason you're growing out your hair is to donate it. I know about that time you made yourself sick from crying and I know it was caused from scratching yours arms too hard. I know you feel like you're beginning to go insane, but darling, you're gonna be okay.

I know that you're a fighter. I know that you're tougher than all of this.

Summer after 7th grade, you're gonna go away to Andover for 5 weeks on your own and the first night, you're gonna cry yourself to sleep, but after that, you're gonna wish you never had to leave. This is the summer that will change your mind about boarding school.

When you turn 12, you're gonna tell your parents you want to leave the country and go to boarding school. They're going to ask you if this is what you really want. You'll say that you're positive.

8th grade is gonna be spent making lists of schools, filling out applications, doing interviews, taking the SSATs, and breezing by English class because the teacher doesn't even check your homework. In December, you're going to start having second thoughts about leaving home. You're going to tell your parents you want to quit, but they tell you that you shouldn't quit after having come this far.

As your hopes start getting up for the possibility of leaving the country, your depression lessens. The counselor is nice enough so you keep going every Friday.

March arrives and you have a Harry Potter movie marathon for your 13th birthday. You skip the sixth movie because nobody liked that one. March 9th, you find out you've been rejected to six schools out of the nine you applied to. Two have you waitlisted and The Abbey hasn't responded yet. Your friends give you ice cream so you stop crying.

You know even if you get accepted to the Abbey, you won't be able to go unless they offer a significant amount of financial aid. You pray to God that night that if your parents can only send one of you to boarding school, that it please be your brother. Because he deserves it. Because you feel unworthy.

Bullshit, Maya. You needed this just as much as he did.

March 10th, Papi tells you to open your email at 6AM. You've been accepted. Full scholarship.

You're going. You're finally leaving this hellhole.

Freshman year is not as wonderful as you thought. It's full of homesickness, and suicidal thoughts, and stress, and wonderful friends you think you're unworthy of. You're naive and you're just starting to figure yourself out.

Sophomore year, you're going to learn what it means to be independent. You're going to learn about abuse and manipulation and betrayal, but you're also going to learn to endure, to forgive and to fall in love again. You're going to grow a tougher skin, you're gonna learn how to fall in love with the little things, and look at the bigger picture. You grow up a lot your 14/15th year/s.

Right now, kiddo, you stand proudly at 5'2, you've got a streak of deep purple hair, you're nearly acne free, you've mastered the art of contacts, your smile is as brilliant as the sun, you've got supportive friends and a caring boyfriend, you've managed to keep up good grades both years, you're part of one of the greatest musical groups in school, you've participated in five plays, and now you're about to enter your Junior year of highschool.

Maya, I am so proud of you. If not anyone else, I am.

You have grown so much in just four years' time.

And as they say, the sky's the limit, so keep on dreaming. Never stop.

Hasta la próxima,

Con muchisimo amor y orgullo xoxo

15-Year-Old Maya

From Within My Purple Cave

Hiya surfers of the interwebs.

This is Maya's cocoon speaking. She's currently tucked away in bed fighting off a disgusting fever and dealing with the simultaneous heat and chills. She says this virus is a bitch. Creds go to Javier for the virus bit.

CJS heads off to Chile later today. They won't be able to speak for a few weeks so Maya wishes him the absolute best.

I hafta go now, sleep is calling to me, but y'all stay safe and happy and healthy.

Till next time,

Mucho amor xoxo

Maya's cocoon

About Me, Myself & I

Hey guys. Fair warning: you're not at all obligated to read the following post 'cause I mainly wrote it for myself, but if you're still intrigued, feel free.

I was thinking a lot the other night (surprise, surprise) about a lot of things... One thing led to another and before I knew it, I'd come to the conclusion that I was absolutely and inevitably uninteresting in every single way.

So.

Here I am in the middle of the night, trying to prove myself wrong.

Without further ado and in no particular order, a list of things that make me me.

• 99.99999% of the time, I can't focus when music is playing.
• When doing homework or reading or writing or working on anything that requires focus, I usually put my earbuds in but don't play any music. It's not like it even drowns the sound out or anything but I guess it's just become a habit. As if putting on those earbuds would take me to my own bubble where I could work, uninterrupted.
• I'd love to be a shape-shifter.
• I'd love to live in San Fransisco or someplace in Italy when I grow up.
• I get extremely anxious/irritated when people don't text back right away.
• If I could, I'd eat Dominican rice every day of my life.
• I believe that there are creatures/forces/powers out there that we just don't know about yet. There's more unknown than known.
• One of my friends in 1st grade bit into my right arm to tell me that he liked me.
• Mosquitos should all die.
• I believe a woman should have the right to decide what happens to her body. Within reason, of course.
• I've grown up a cynic as a product of the urban jungle.
• My biggest insecurity has always been either my skin or my height.
• I'm deathly afraid of thunder. Somewhat less afraid of the dark. Fonts helped me be at peace with the latter one.
• I find coffee and tea both absolutely revolting.
• I don't like extreme rollercoasters.
• I secretly love jamming to tween-centered boybands such as One Direction and The Jonas Brothers... Whoops.
• Afraid of heights.
• Super self-conscious about my rambling. I fear people will quickly lose interest in me.
• 100% of the time, I have more thoughts than words I could possibly write down. It drives me up the fucking wall when I can't explain exactly how I feel.
• I'm fifteen and I still don't know how to do my own make up or walk in heels (properly, at least).
• Everyone that's met my parents says that I am an exact combination of both.
• I love it when people play with my hair.
• I pretend like I love all types of food, but I'm actually quite picky.
• I feel much too much for the world. Empathy is a bitch.
• I came out to my mom about being bi on June 28th, 2015. I haven't been disowned, so that's pretty wonderful.
• When I fall for someone, I fall for them hard. Goes hand in hand with the excessive emotions part of me.
• Ever since I dyed a strip of my hair purple, I felt more special, like I could be more of myself as opposed to a boring, cloned product of society.
• I wish I had the ability to communicate with animals.
• I wanna be book smart. The street smart part I've got mostly down.
• I love to be called pet names.
• I'm the worst perfectionist in the world when it comes to personal health: I'm the craziest night owl for most of the year, I don't exercise at all but when I do, I push too hard, and I forget to eat most days.
• I love to cuddle.
• I was raised a Christian and did my First Communion but decided against doing my Confirmation because I didn't feel connected to the church in that way. Although, I do find that I pray a lot more when I'm struggling. I'll take anything I can get to make it better.
• I rarely live in the real world; I spend way too much time daydreaming or fantasizing about the future.
• I want to stay in school for as long as I possibly can to open up as many opportunities as I can. Besides, the longer I can stay away from the real world, the better.
• I have a severe phobia of speaking on the phone.
• I despise 99.99999% of all country music.
• I'm afraid of being taken advantage of in more ways than one.
• I love to sleep on people (they're comfier than pillows).
• I hate horror/thriller movies. That's what gave me insomnia in the first place.
• I love to be taken care of but I also want to be taken seriously. Sure, being the baby is fun sometimes but other times you just want to scream that you've got it sorted.
• I can understand most accents.
• I have mixed feelings about school: I love to learn but I hate the work.
• I've gotten notebooks as gifts for years now. So many that I have an entire stack of empty ones in a drawer at home.
• I've been chronically anxious since 6th grade.
• I always focus on being the one to make a difference. If I can make one person's day by granting them a smile, I'll do anything I can to make it happen.
• I'm in love with slam poetry, musical theatre, performances, rom coms, dramas, and superhero movies.
• Ever since I was little, I had a tendency to... overplan things. Usually waaaaaay in advance. For my 10th birthday, I planned my whole day eight months in advance, down to the minute. I've fantasized about my quinceañera more than half my life, and let's just say I may or may not occasionally fantasize about my future wedding...
• I obsess over few things, but when I do, I never let them go: strawberries, the color purple, and dolphins, to name a few.
• I'm a neat freak most of the time. But mostly just with my own junk.
• The group of friends I've made at the Abbey are the first ones in my whole life that I've ever been entirely myself around.
• I remember most of my dreams.
• I'm a highly affectionate person.
• I'm very open about myself to most people.
• I suffer from severe laugh attacks.
• There are brief spurts of time where I completely forget the English language and just go off rambling in Spanish.
• It took me three entire days to learn how to put in my contacts when I was 12.
• I can't sleep on my stomach or I'll suffocate.
• I'm a master manipulator of my own mind which can be really scary sometimes.
• When I was 8, I used to sing myself to sleep with songs from The Beatles.
• I complain a lot about the weather.
• I still sleep with the same Mr. Bunny I've had since I was two years old.
• I lived in Barcelona for a brief period of time when I was very young.
• I randomly switch thinking in Spanish to English all the time.
• I've gone whale watching three times in my life, and not one single time have I ever seen a whale because my parents accidentally knocked me out each time with Dramamine.
• When it comes to learning the different aspects of theatre, I hate Improv the most. Now, watching trained professionals do Improv, that is definitely somethin'.
• Pinky promises are sacred to me.
• I've read the entire Harry Potter series seven times.
• I had to get special braces because I'm allergic to nickel.
• My fifteenth birthday was by far the greatest one of all time.
• I'm fortunate to have a pretty great relationship with both my parents. I definitely go to them for different things though... Mami deals with practical, logical, straightforward and girl things, while Papi deals with the emotional, philosophical and analytical things.
• If I had a pet dragon, I'd name him Pablo.
• I'd still watch the Backyardigans if I could.
• In middle school, I was the Queen of Dodgeball.
• I've eaten burgers the size of my face in less than two minutes flat.
• I can't paint nails for the life of me.
• Grocery shopping with my dad is one of my all-time favorite things to do.
• I'm super stubborn. Like, annoyingly so.
• I seem peppy and bubbly most of the time but the truth is, I'm more of a natural introvert.
• My dad was the one who got me into theatre. He wanted me to "break out of my shell a little". He's created a monster.
• My first crush was Simba from The Lion King. Closely followed by Aladdin and Flynn Rider.
• I used to think English and Spanish were the same language.
• I'm not good at summarizing. I'm too in love with details.
• I can't look at blood without having the urge to puke. Not even a papercut.
• I want to learn Italian and Portuguese more than anything in the world.
• I have a strange addiction to good smells. I think it's starting to become unhealthy...
• When I'm tired, I regress to the mind of a very loopy four-year-old.
• I look like a hamster when I brush my teeth.
• When I was six, I hated the name Maya so I made everyone call me Isabel for an entire year.
• I spend an embarrassing amount of time dancing in my room by myself...
• I get really whiny when I'm sick.
• I'm deathly afraid of taking risks but I usually push myself to.
• Yan Diego convinced me I was adopted when I was about 5 and I had somewhat of an early-life crisis for a while.
• My dad used to sing me to sleep every night until I was seven years old.
• I bruise easier than a peach.
• I choked on an orange when I was three years old and my Abuelo saved my life.
• I burn before I tan. It's extremely frustrating.
• I had braces for exactly two years.
• I have a terrible immune system.
• My family met Corbin Bleu while we were watching a show on Broadway in 2010 and the only picture we took with him was ruined because my little brother pulled the ugliest face known to man, ultimately destroying the memory forever.
• My favorite games to play as a kid were spies, mermaids, fairies, pirates and hide&seek.
• I'm obsessive about cutting my nails.
• I prefer socks to bare feet.
• I actually don't like Nutella very much. Sue me.
• My favorite snack is bananas with whipped cream <3
• Throughout my life I've wanted to be a ballerina, an astronaut, a teacher, an alligator, a secretary, the president of the United States, a squirrel, a pharmacist, a Disney princess, a belly dancer, a voice actor, an actress, a photographer, a chef, a singer, a writer, a director, Dora, a composer, a psychologist, a tree, and a medieval warrior.
• I never had any nicknames (apart from the ones my dad gave me) until I came to the Abbey.
• I'll only eat tuna the way my mom prepares it (mayo, lime, onions, and Adobo).
• There are multiple stories of me washing the dishes stark naked. Don't ask why.
• I used to spend hours in the bathtub pretending I was in a submarine, researching wildlife.
• I hate tomatoes.
• I'm constantly fidgeting or fiddling with something, whether that's tapping my feet, picking at my split ends or fumbling with whatever I can get my hands on. Staying still is just so impossible. And yet when other people fidget, it bothers the heck outta me. What a lovely hypocrite I am.
• When I'm nervous, I tend to pick at my fingers, look at the ground a lot or rub the bridge of my nose. A lot of giggling is usually involved, as well.
• My favorite ice cream is cookies 'n cream (or vanilla).
• I've suffered from migraines since I was ten years old.
• I prefer cold to heat.
• I've had surgery twice in my life.
• I've never broken any bones, thank God.
• I don't like wearing rings. They feel constricting.
• I hate flip flops.
• When I was in first grade, I convinced my friends that I was an undercover princess from Switzerland that came to save them all from our evil lunch lady.
• I'd convinced myself that I was gonna go my entire highschool career without ever having dated anyone and that I was gonna go to college completely unexperienced. It was a terrifying thought to say the least.
• I want to take photography really badly.
• I have a serious fear of red ants.
• My little brother and I have identical birthmarks on our right arms.
• The movie Hocus Pocus traumatized me as a kid.
• I have a box under my bed with all the writing I've ever done since I was five.
• I used to sleep with all my stuffed animals at night because I was afraid I'd hurt their feelings if I left one out.
• My main concern in life is being a good person.

Note to self: I'm not going to apologize for who I am. Not anymore.

Hasta la próxima,

Much love xoxo

Maya