Cripple powers, yup my own oxymoron :p

So I know it seems kind of dumb to say I have powers, given that I have physical limitations...BUT there is always an exception to everything.  The exception to this statement is that I have mental powers, oh yes you read that correctly.  So about two months ago I started getting creepily good at predicting what my friends life choices and decisions were going to be, and overall I am really observant, but this was something else, something stronger, more powerful.  Therefore I have basically diagnosed myself a psychic.

I know this all sounds really crazy, I blame the superhero high I am on, I mean Avengers, Batman, Spider-Man, Vampires (can I get a woot woot!?).  I love superheroes, well who doesn't, and I guess my overall devotion to television and analyzing people has really paid off, I'm almost psychic.  I feel like we can all connect with superheroes, the way they hide their identity during the day, like we act one way with certain people and another way with people that actually know us.  The little kid in us that wants to be good and make a difference in the world, and last but not least by any means, the powers and costume.  I know we all have our own skill sets, but superheroes are something else, they own their title, they are one and only.  I'll probably devote another whole post to my admiration for superheroes later on...

Adios readers,
Yomara :)

Butt level view of the world

So you are probably wondering what my physical disability is, I figured I would keep you guessing until the next post, oh the intrigue...  Well here it is I have Spinal Muscular Atrophy Type 2, and when you are done googling it just know that I am doing okay :) in fact I am typing this with my fingers as you read!  I do have certain limitations and I am not the healthiest person on this planet, but I manage and I attend a wonderful University with the purpose of keeping up my almost perfect GPA (remember I said I was a nerd, I was not lying).  The purpose of this post is to lighten the mood, because one of the things that makes me happy is laughing and so I hope you find the following at least a little funny...

I have two chairs; the manual one, which needs to be pushed by a professional caregiver (I say this because one time a kid cousin was given the responsibility of pushing me and I almost died of a heart attack, but hey I'm still alive) and an eletric wheelchair (yes my hair ends up sticking up in all different directions after the electrocution ;)).  So why in the world am I talking about my chairs, besides the amazing cushiony comfort it provides and the pretty pink that matches my pink cheeks (okay the second one was a lie, my cheeks aren't that pink).  Well if you have ever sat in a chair, hopefully you have or this will make proving my point more difficult, you know that you have a butt level view of the world.  There are butts right and left, you literally cannot avoid them.  So what you end up doing is staring up at people, trying to make head/face contact.  I do not go around looking at people's butts on purpose, but I cannot really drive with my eyes closed.  The main thought that goes through my mind when I'm surrounded by people walking, a.k.a. butts, is that they can at least stand up and move around, while I'm stuck waiting until I get home to lay on my bed and get butt relief.  I think guys in wheelchairs probably appreciate the butt level view way more, I like faces, especially smiling faces :)

Adios readers,
Yomara :)

Beginning of the beginning

This is it, I can't turn back now...but why would I want to?  My first ever official blog has been published on the world wide web as of this moment.  So let's sum it up, it's really quite easy I'm just your typical physically disabled-only child-mexican-nerdy girl.  Yup that's it, that is all there is to me.  Okay I'm kidding it is actually a lot more complex than that, but hey we've got to start somewhere.  I'm starting this blog because I love to write, and this seems like a good venue for people to read my writing, just so I get used to the idea of my writing being out there in the big bad scary world.  Oh yeah I'm kind of scared of people reading my personal writing, why you may ask, well I have plenty of writing experience, but my opinions were never put to judgement by people I did not know, hence the fear.  So here is my goal, to publish a post every Wednesday and Sunday until school starts again, then I'll tweak my schedule.  Oh by the way my name is Yomara (Yoyoyomara is just a clever propaganda technique) and I'm a fan of smiley faces :)

Adios readers,
Yomara :)