Zianni's English Blog

 Over fall break, I mostly rested as well as spent time with my girlfriend and her family. We played games, ate, listened to music, and had a good time. I tried a few new food spots as well as did some winter shopping at the mall. I also went to work and cleaned up a lot. 

 My mom's experience of having me was a bit hard. Both maternal and paternal grandparents came in support, as did my father. Once my mom began labor, my head was too big, and I got stuck. She was in labor and in pain for a while until they told her she needed to have a C-section. She agreed to the C-section and proceeded. After I was finally out, they had to stitch her stomach back up, which caused us to stay in the hospital for a minute. Finally, we were released as a healthy baby and a healthy parent.

Things i do to be sure i enjoy my day is listening to music, take a shower, and find something good to watch while i eat. I usually do these things closer to night after i’ completed a day of school and work.  Listening to music for me is a form of therapy where i can almost express how I'm feeling and feel relieved after listening. Taking a shower to me almost washes off all the negativity and makes me feel fresh mentally and physically. Lastly, finding something good to watch while eating gives me some nostalgia and is relaxing. 

This particular day i had a basketball game for my middle school. We ended up losing the game and i was devastated. While expressing my feeling to my mom she told me theres winning and learning, never losing. This statement made me think deeper and realized she was right. Though we lost, it showed me what i should do more and what i should stop doing. From now on whenever i lose anything i always think about what i learned to be better next time. 

One time in middle school we were instructed to do a group project about cells. We had to draw it, label it as well as present it. The people in my group weren't doing anything and we were told we wouldn't get a grade. Given i wanted the grade i took it upon myself to take over. I drew the cell , labeled it and presented it. At this time i wasn't used to presenting but i needed to for the sake of my grade. I successfully yet nervously presented it and not inly got a 100 but as well as extra credit for my reliability. 

 Once i had a dream about getting up for school. My alarm went off , i woke up , checked my socials, did my whole morning routine and got dressed. It felt so real in the dream even my mom said goodmorning to me. Once I actually woke up, I realized id been talking in my sleep and woke up extremely late 

 Something i’ve always been curious about is how people from different cultures view time. Meaning, why do other cultures value time in all aspects differently than others. My culture views time life wise as important, but being on time to event not so much. Yet other cultures view being on time important and life time not so much. Does this have to do with past ancestral habits and if so what events transpired that would cause these views. 

 If i were to be in this situation i would definitely tell my friend to be honest. I say this because of the betrayal to their significant other is simply not right, yet i wouldn't tell their partner because thats not my place. It would make me wonder if someone is capable of lying, being disloyal, and able to betray someone they claim they “love” so easily, what would they do to me? Would it be worse? I think my decision of highly recommended my friend to be honest would be good on my side because of the influence i may carry. As well as simple humanity. As for the significant other, i think they will feel appreciative on my end yet still hurt. If this said friend decided to not be honest  i would simply distance myself more and more.

 One day, me and my mom were going through it and i felt like no one heard or seen me. It seemed as if no matter what the situation was i would always be “wrong” because of the roles of mother and daughter. I decided to open up to my significant other about it and she said some really valid things as well as gave me good advice. One of those statements were , “ Its always but thats your mom and never but thats your child.” This statement made me think more on the situation and reflect to see if i was the problem. After further reflection, i spoke to my mom about how i felt given it truly changed my view on things, and the fairness of our relationship; its almost like age discrimination. She somewhat understood and today we both strive to take more and more accountability.

 As a child i strongly believed in Santa. This is because my parents would persuade me into believing his existence as well as what i would see on tv in which would also look as if he was real. I believe he was so real, that i used to leave cookies and milk out for him on Christmas eve. This was a reoccurrence every year until one year i woke up in the middle of the night to see my dad wrapping gifts.