When I feel frustrated

I felt frustrated when I want to explain myself and I don’t find the words. Explain feelings is not easy, sometimes because it feels embarrassed, sometimes you don’t want to expose yourself to a public, or even because you don’t want suggestions. However, sometimes you want to do it, but you can’t, especially in another language. Sometimes I want to tell a person something that happen to me when I was I child, or even an event from the past days, and I can’t explain what I really want because the language’s limitations. I need more than ever improve my vocabulary, I feel it so poor. Also, I need to improve my reading too, sometimes the meaning of the word isn’t a problem, and the problem is how to say the word properly. This are things that frusta me: can’t explain myself and don’t know how to say a new word.

Organ Donation Example

On my grammar class we had a topic discussion about organ donation. The main idea was talk about the text that we had read before, it was about a French family that was travelling in Italy with their kids, and had their son shot by a criminal. Nicholas was 9 years old; they were visiting a famous place in South Italy when criminal tried to pull them off from the road. Reg, Nicholas’ father, didn’t pull off, instead he sped up and the criminal shot the car. The kids, Nicholas and his sister, were sleeping at the back seat, and after the car being shot his mom didn’t realize that Nicholas was almost dead. After a while she looked back to the kids and she saw blood coming up from Nicholas neck, he had been shot on his head.
At the hospital, the doctors didn’t have much to do, because Nicholas had brain death. His family decided to donate all his organs to save Italians. The Italian society was very ashamed of the incident, and begged from forgiveness. Nicholas’ family also got a medal in honor of their position toward organ donation.

My childhood pastime

When I was a little girl I had many pastimes. I used to play with my older brother and his friend. Our favorite kinds of play were: kite and hide and seek. Plus puzzle always was my pastime when I wanted play by myself. Adding, puzzle is still my pastime. I love spending time with the small pieces and at the end is like a prize to me, when I see the puzzle finished. My favorite kind of puzzle is that involved animals, specially cats and dogs. I like to find solutions and build things by my hands. Also when I was a teenager I used to do my own clothes, and my own purses. I believe that I have to explore this side of my talents and maybe I can find myself.

Stupid dog...the return!!!

The stupid dog is back. Last Wed when I got home from school I saw pieces of Ziploc and papers all around the TV room. After I've checked, I could realize the dog had stolen a few things from the kitchen storage room. In fact this time wasn’t my fault, someone left the pantry open, and then the dog went there and got some things. The funniest part is, he stole a pack of lentil, a box of spaghetti and a pack of sugar, which was half empty. He ate half pack of sugar, what made him sick and very hipper. That day he didn’t have his dinner, he was crying and just drink water. He had to sleep outside that night, because he was asking every third minutes to go outside. I was wondering, how come? He eats everything and he is still alive…. I don’t really know I just hate when he does it.

Last time that I've cried

The last time that I’ve cried was last Thursday. Sometimes I feel very frustrated with my pronunciation and if the lack of words to express myself. I’ve been trying hard to enlarge my vocabulary and improve my pronunciation, but it seems not get better. I think my problem is that I speak Portuguese a lot, consequently I don’t practice my English. The most frustrate thing is when I want to express myself and I don’t find the right word, or the word with the same intensity. Also I believed that none word in another language can replace a word on my first language, especially when I’m talking about feelings.

My worst habit

I have been biting my nails for years and I can say it is my worst and disgusting bad habit. I’ve tried stopping it, but I didn’t success. When I was a child my mommy put pepper on my finger, so I could avoid bit my nails, but it didn’t work at all. I’ve tried those bitter nail polish from avoid people who bit nails…but it didn’t work as well. Also from New Year’s resolution, I promised myself several times to stop bite my nail, but I just kept my promise for a few weeks. I tried acrylic nails too, I didn’t bit it, but I catch myself trying several time. Maybe one day I’ll stop it, but I’m not sure. I hate look to my finger and see my bitten nails.

Sick weekend.

Last Friday I didn’t feel good, my body was aching and my head pounding. I thought I was tired or even lazy. However, at night I felt my throat. I didn’t want to take any medicine, but on Saturday morning I wake up feeling miserable. All my body ached, my head was still pounding, and I had sore throat. The problem was, I had a birthday party in the city Saturday night, and it was from one of my best friend. I start to take Tylenol every 6 hours and take warm tea with honey, but it didn’t seem help.
At night I was feeling a little bit better and then I went to my friend’s b-day. At the bar I was feeling tired and cold, then I had 2 shots of Tequila and it helped me to feel warm. At 2:30am we decided come back to CT. I slept all the way back and we got home almost at 4:00am. Yesterday I wake up feeling miserable again, and then I went out to eat and spent all my day resting on my bed. Today, Monday, I still don’t feel good and I’ll miss my class, because I want rest and feel better for tomorrow.