Fighting with the Ink

I will always remember the day when I decided to find a job.I was 16 years old.

I dressed up with a blue mini skirt, white blouse, and high heels.
I got my friends together. We were six, and the search began.

We rode the public bus to a place surround by factories and restaurants.
After filling applications in every place around us we got tired, so we decided to find a place to sit for a little while. We saw a park where guys were playing basketball.

We were dressed up pretty, and we were at the age of flirting, so we decided to sit by the guys. We sat on a bench close to them, and I started chewing the end of my pen. Just then the ink leaped all over my face, neck and my pretty white blouse.
There were not restrooms around us, and we did not have any Kleenex or anything I could use to clean my self. Meanwhile the guys saw the incident, and one of them took off his shirt and gave it to me, so I could clean up.

I was so embarrassed that I cleaned my self, and gave the shirt back with out even thanking him.

Finally I started walking leaving my friends behind, and I never looked back.

Things that happen when you don't think twice

When I was 19 years old I decided that I needed a vacation, and I went to Mexico.
I left my family behind in the USA.
I spent one month just partying, and drinking with friends. That is all I really wanted to do. I just wanted a get away pass.

On my way back to the USA I got stopped by immigration. They questioned me, took my visa away, and I got sent back to Mexico. When I was back I noticed that I didn't have anything. I didn't leave just my family behind. I left my life. I felt lost and all could think about was my family, because all I have in Mexico is my Grandmother.

It was really hard to think about not seeing my parents for a while. I never realized or appreciated how much I needed my family until that day. Also I thought about how to get back to the USA. I wait in Mexico for two more months, and I came back to the USA. On my way back I dealt with lots of obstacles. I wasn't a citizen, and I lost my visa, so the only way in was illegal. I tried different ways until I was finally with my family.

I used to be a brat and complain about everything. But now I understand that my behavior, and my way to see life wasn't going to take me anywhere.
Until now that same bad decision is getting in my way, because I got married with a USA citizen and I can't get the famous green card.