Awkward Silences

S!LENCE

This week in class we talked about silence... & yes sometimes it can be very awkward. The class thought it was weird when our teacher on the first day of class walked in the room and sat in one of the desks without saying a word. To us this was weird because we are so used to a set routine. Everyday we do the same thing when we come to class. The teacher talks and we listen.

Awkward silences are really well... awkward. It is hard to just sit in a room with people and not say anything. It is even worse when you sit in a room with a bunch of people you don't know and everyone is just staring at each other. It is weird because our culture is so used to talking ALL THE TIME. We always have something on that makes noise. Whether it is the TV, the radio, or another person you are engaged in conversation with. The only time I can think of in my day when I don't hear anything is when I am sleeping... and that's the only time silence isn't awkward. I feel like because we are so used to some kind of sound it is awkward when no one is talking. Sometimes I find myself just talking to make sure there isn't an awkward silence, like in the bathroom when two people are in there using the dryer to dry their hand. It is weird to just be standing there not saying anything to each other, so usually someone will say hi or something to fill the air.

Maybe one day being in a silent room won't be so awkward... but for now it is and that's my excuse to keep talking when the teacher tells me to stop :]

my first blog.

Hi, my name is Christina and this is my first blog ever for my sociology class. Since this is my very first post I'm going to tell you a little about myself. I go to a large high school in the Chicago suburbs. At my school I played basketball my freshman and sophomore year and now I am apart of the Peer Helpers program. In my free time I like to hang out with my family and friends. We usually go shopping, drive to the beach, or just hang out. Everyone loves to come over and see my maltese, Cubby. He was named after the Chicago Cubs because my family and I are huge Cubs fans.

You could say that my family and I are all pretty close. My biggest influence in my life is my mom. She is hard working and very good at what she does. She has taught me to work as hard as I can, never give up, and always do things for yourself. Her family is from Cuba and came to the United Sates just a couple years before she was born. Both her sisters and almost all her cousins were born in Cuba though. They had to work as hard as they could to make a living when they first got here. My uncle had to go through med. school all over again! but being a doctor is his passion and it was all worth it, but now he has his own practice by his home. It is cool to be Cuban because I don't really know a lot of other Cubans outside of my family and my family has a lot of pride.

My ultimate goal in life is to become a psychologist. It is something I have always wanted to do and I feel that I would be good at it. I plan to graduate from high school and go to a good university.

I hope that you have enjoyed my post and I will be posting again soon!! Thanks for spending some of your time reading my blog.