Mini Blog: Meeting the Parents while Having Food Poisoning

I know what you’re all thinking reading the title but let me explain the whole story.

How it happened : With this whole virus mess going on the grocery stores are very low on meats. The only thing that was available that day was steak. The steak wasn’t exactly new but it wasn’t expired either. Fast forward to 4 hours later, my stomach began hurting. I didn’t think much of it until I woke up at 6 a.m. with the worst cramps and the sudden urge to throw up. Gross I know, I’ll spare you the details but I basically it was like the scene from the exorcist where the girl throws up everywhere. I didn’t want my boyfriend to know (it wasn’t my best moment) so I tried throwing up in silence … you have no idea how hard that is. I finally laid back down hoping it would all go away when I woke back up.

A few hours later: I felt amazing and refreshed….just kidding. I felt awful. I’m actually the type of person that could have the worst headache or pain and I will play it off like I’m totally fine. He had no idea what was going on so we started watching a movie. It was all okay until that sudden urge to vomit came back up. I calmly got up as if I was just going to use the bathroom. As soon as that door shut I sprinted to the bathroom and did what I had to do. Two minutes later walked out like nothing had happened. At that point I just wanted to remain laying down and not move which was the plan until his sister reminded us that we had lunch plans with their parents. I think I went into shock for a split second. I mean this had to be the worst possible timing. I had been dying to meet his stepmom and dad. I couldn’t just back out last minute ! I mean could have since I had a valid excuse but I just didn’t want too.

Getting ready: I got up and told him I was going to go home and get ready and that I’d be back in an hour. I really wish you guys could have seen me in my bathroom. After throwing up another two times and having showered, I went to go do my makeup. I couldn’t stand for too long so I grabbed a mini stool and just sat down with a small mirror to do it. By the end of it I looked pretty decent for someone who had been throwing up for hours now. I was honestly so nervous thinking that I might throw up in front of them if I tried to eat anything but I looked in the mirror gave myself a pep talk, gave my stomach a pep talk and took my chances.

The lunch: Once we got there, I hugged them and kept it totally cool, calm and collected. I was making conversation it was all going smoothly…. until the food came. They had ordered family style spaghetti and meatballs, 4 cheese pasta, sausage covered in sauce and for dessert a four layer chocolate cake. My pep talk went right out the window at that very moment. All foods to make someone with food poisoning want to throw up even more. I put one tiny piece of sausage in my mouth… just one…. and there it was, the urge to throw up. I excused myself to the bathroom, walked as if nothing was wrong and two minutes later walked back like nothing had happened. I’m telling you guys I really impressed myself.

In the End: At that point there was no way I was going to eat without throwing up so I decided to tell them and it turned out to be totally fine because even his stepmom wasn’t feeling great. So it all worked out for me and a few hours later I felt a lot anyways.

Hope you guys enjoyed this! Figured with all this free time being home that I could write short stories like this one. Let me know 🙂

Simply You

We are given one life and one life only. It is our job to live it to the fullest and exactly the way we want it. But that can be hard to do sometimes. I have my small insecurities and in fact I’m sure that I’m not the only one. Sometimes those insecurities get the best of you. They have a way of making you overthink. For me, showing the world who I am hasn’t always been easy. I always makeup scenarios in my mind about all the things that could go wrong. I was just scared of letting this part of me out into the world and having it be judged because lets face it, people will judge everything and anything. It takes time to master the whole not caring about what people say/ think attitude. Sometimes you’ll listen to a song that will hype you up or your friends give you a confidence boost but that doesn’t last forever, it lasts a moment. The moment passes when the smallest thing to happen has you second guessing yourself. I mean honestly how many times have we heard people say “just be yourself?” Hundreds of times but its a lot easier said than done.

I miss being a kid. Growing up you never had to worry about anything.  You could wear whatever you wanted, like a princess dress or have your belly hanging out of your shirt without being body shamed and everything you did would be totally fine. You could say, act, do whatever and it was accepted. As adults society created expectations so we force ourselves to fit this mold.

My social media is one part of me. I don’t mean the “fake” part of me. I mean the part of me that I’m comfortable sharing. I post about the clothes I wear, my friends, family, the hikes I go on, my fitness journey, places that I traveled to and so on. So what is it that I don’t show the world? My writing for one, I love writing. Writing is how I express myself. I got that from my nonna. When I first moved to the United States we would always write letters to each other even if we talked on the phone everyday. Letters are more personal and more people should do it. This blog is also something I’ve kept to myself even though I have been considering making it public. I like to read poetry, books, I love looking at art. You can’t ever be wrong with art. You just makeup a story as to what you think the painting means and there would be no right or wrong answer. I love taking long drives, I love sunsets and I love seeing the stars. Things that make you feel things and think. Things most people would find boring. There’s a lot more to it but I won’t make this a long post. Being yourself is the only thing that you should be in this world because it’s you. At the end of the day we only have one life and tomorrow is never promised.

Grown-ish

Tonight is a stressful night for me. Its the night before my birthday. I know a lot of you are gonna roll your eyes but I’m serious. Getting older is something that has always freaked me out. I am turning 23 years old. Seven years away from being thirty and you may laugh at this but I remember turning 16 and now Im about to be 23. Time goes by way too fast. I think when I was younger I assumed that by now I would have a lot more figured out than what I actually do.

I was talking with one of my friends who just got engaged. She is exhausted. She works two jobs, pays rent for an apartment with her fiancé, just bought a cat and she doesn’t have a lot of time for herself anymore. I guess this is considered “adulting.” I remember us in high school, or sophomore year in college. We were careless. Just living life, not worried about the real world, having fun, no responsibilities and just like that here we are. The two girls who once had extraordinary ideas sitting on a couch exhausted and stressed out about their ordinary lives. Both trying to figure out how to be adults but also trying to live like 22 years olds should.

I always told myself that I wanted more than an office job. I wanted more than to deal with my job, I wanted to love it. I wanted more than to just constantly work, get married and have kids without actually enjoying life. In Italy we have this saying “Il Dolce Far Niente,” the sweetness of doing nothing. I love that saying because sometimes doing nothing is just what someone needs. Enjoying the little things in life. Since coming to the United States I see how work driven people are. In fact many of them don’t take the time to enjoy the little things. They work, they save and that’s it. My friend actually said “I don’t know how not to work,” I guess I just always wanted more. I wanted adventure, to feel something exciting, I wanted to see things and learn things. I wanted and still want to change the world, and save lives. Obviously I can do those things now that I graduated but its scary. That first step is always scary. You get overwhelmed trying to figure out where to start. I come from a family that has sacrificed a lot for the younger generations (my cousins and I). I was the first to graduate college and I will be one of the first to take that first step into the world on my own.

Now that the holidays are over I will write more. I have so many things to say honestly but today I am going to go enjoy my birthday !!! Well in a few hours because its midnight right now.

Finals

Ahhhh finals that amazing time of the year where my stress level is so high it feels like I am about to have a panic attack every thirty seconds. This isn’t just any regular end of the semester for me, these are my last finals as an undergrad student. Basically if I don’t pass these finals I am screwed.  Obviously everyone tries to reassure me. They say that everything is going to be fine and that’s sweet and all but they are not the ones going through it. I have twenty different assignments due on the same day and on top of that  I have to study for exams. Exams that are scheduled on the same day! How twisted are these professors?!

This week is so much unnecessary stress. These professors wait to give out guides at the last minute not to mention assign homework….let me just throw myself out of a window while were at it, it might hurt less. If you’re like me you will start to think about everything that could go wrong, about backup plans like running away to Aruba and opening a surf shop. You think of everything that still has to be done and studied for and that is how stress increases. But the main thing for me is that I want this for myself and for my family. We waited so long for this, it cannot blow up in my face. I hate the feeling of disappointment.

If finals weren’t bad enough they make you wait like five extra days for official grades to be posted. But I figured I would share some tips with you guys if you are stressed about finals. Tips that have helped me a lot in the past.

1) Take a break or two. If you feel like your head is going to explode turn on something funny on TV and just take a minute to breathe. I always watch ‘Friends,” that show always has me laughing.

2) Eat some chocolate, this might just be my thing honestly but chocolate always puts me in a better mood.

3) Listen to music, in my opinion music fixes everything (for a short period of time).

4) BE POSITIVE, I’m going to tell you guys something a little embarrassing but what’s been helping me a lot is listening to subliminal videos. Its a video with positive affirmations playing in the background mine is to manifest passing my finals. It may sound silly but the sounds in the video calm me down and I become more positive instead of negative and overthinking every detail. I am the queen of overthinking which is a terrible habit.

5) Working out!!! This helps me a lot, running while listening to music always helps me to relax.

6) Reassure yourself, I try to tell myself that I am not the only one going through this. That we are all in this together.

Unfortunately I do not have the calm and peaceful attitude that most people have. I don’t just think positively all the time and wake up like Cinderella with birds singing and everything being peachy. I am a very stressed out person at school. Anyways enough about that. I am gonna go re read my study guide!

Ill be posting probably on Thursday once my finals are over because I do need to focus but wish me luck guys! I’m going to need it.