And it gets turned on in a month. I know I don’t blog very often, because I don’t think what I have to say is all that interesting. But this is something I’d like to document and be able to look back on someday because this whole experience is really special to my family and I. My mom and I don’t always get along famously, sometimes we get in really stupid arguments in which I can’t even understand why she’s angry. Which I really hate, because I don’t like fighting with her at all, and it’s really hard for me to convey my feelings through sign language. I’ve been trying to do it for 17 years and I still find it impossible. I think when she can hear my tone of voice, it might make things a little easier for us. At the very least, her being able to hear means we can argue more efficiently. That’s kind of good, right? I’m also looking forward to being able to sit down with her and re-watch movies, because I can only imagine how different the experiences must be, hearing and watching a movie, opposed to just watching it with subtitles. I wonder if she’ll like the shows I like, Community, 30 Rock, Colbert Report, etc. I wonder if she’ll like Elvis, or The Beatles. Maybe Motley Crue, Guns n’ Roses, or Queens of the Stone Age. Maybe she’ll be shocked at the lyrics in some of the current hip hop & rap songs. Maybe she’ll secretly sing along to them in the car like I do. It sounds weird, but it kind of feels like I’m going to be getting to know my mom again, but in a different way. And I am so crazy excited. If you actually read this all the way to the end, I’m really sorry for wasting your time. Unless you liked it, then you’re welcome. Either way, thanks for reading.
I know it’s not the holidays, but I saw this in my favorites and remembered how much I loved it. It’s just awesome.
fatgirlinohio asked: To be fair ... when we were teenagers it wasn't like this. Give it time.
Thanks, I will! :)
I sent a picture of the beach to my brother (who is in New York, where it’s 22 degrees and feels like 12, according to luckypaperstars). He sent me back this video and told me I was very close to having a problem with the Polite Police. He is 26 and a lawyer, in case you are wondering.
I am extremely jealous of the rapport you have with your siblings. If I sent a picture to one of my siblings from vacation, they would call my grandma and have her give me a lecture on why I shouldn’t brag.
- me: im so lonely jesus fucking christ i wanna go out with friends i wanna do something i can't sit here anymore
- friends: hey wanna hang out
- me: sorry i cant
My 10 year old nephew’s rendition of My Name is Jonas by Weezer: “My name is Jonas! And I got a bonus! In my pa-ants!”
An epidemic struck Singapore in 1967, resulting in thousands of reported cases. Government and medical officials alleviated the outbreak only by a massive campaign to reassure men of the anatomical impossibility of retraction together with a media blackout on the spread of the condition.
I can’t believe this is a thing.
