Is anybody else obsessed with understanding how others perceive you like… who am I in your lives… what kind of person am I… a friend of mine told me once that I’m mysterious and I was like ??????!???)????
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Is anybody else obsessed with understanding how others perceive you like… who am I in your lives… what kind of person am I… a friend of mine told me once that I’m mysterious and I was like ??????!???)????
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again but it is absolutely an example of civilizational inadequacy that only deaf people know ASL
“oh we shouldn’t teach children this language, it will only come in handy if they [checks notes] ever have to talk in a situation where it’s noisy or they need to be quiet”
My mom learned it because she figured she’ll go deaf when she gets old
My family went holiday SCUBA diving once, and a couple of Deaf guys were in the group. I was really little and I spent most of the briefing overcome with the realization that while the rest of us were going to have regulators in our mouths and be underwater fairly soon, they were going to be able to do all the same stuff and keep talking.
The only reason some form of sign language is not a standard skill is ableism, as far as I can tell.
For anyone interested in learning, Bill Vicars has full lessons of ASL on youtube that were used in my college level classes.
https://www.youtube.com/user/billvicars
and here’s the link to the website he puts in his videos:
https://www.lifeprint.com/
This may be less applicable than it was years ago, but a lot of people in the d/Deaf community do not consider their deafness a disability.
There was a term to describe discrimination against deaf and hard of hearing people, it was commonly taught about in ASL classes: Audism.
Again, newer gens may not feel this way or be as familiar with the history, but I think it’s still relevant to know when talking about Deaf experiences and Deaf culture.
Also I’ll just add this though I’m sure many people already know: there is no universal sign language. American Sign Language is not the same as British Sign Language, different countries have their own sign language. So please consider learning the sign language of where you live.
Andy Samberg Shares His Rejected Golden Globes Jokes.
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This however means that Miles just deadass wrote “Decembruary” on his test.
Update: here is an article someone tweeted at me that I think summarizes why I dislike mcu thanos pretty well
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ppl on twitter watching that ted bundy thing literally be like ‘ummm he was a republican? cancelled …….’
since my original post and blog was deleted:
this is me in the top photo.
the second photo is me last night.
the third photo is me a few days later.
my name is Heather, I am nineteen years old, broken hearted and broken. my boyfriend did this to me. if you EVER notice abnormal jealousy or controlling issues with your “man” LEAVE HIM. THINGS WILL NOT GET BETTER WHEN HE DOESN’T KNOW HE’S SICK. i almost lost my fucking life last night to someone who claimed he loved me.
we were fighting. arguing. like any normal couple. until i tried running. i was dragged up the stairs by my hair. he started strangling me. so i suggested we take a break. when i said those words, something flipped inside of him.. the look in his kind eyes vanished and all i could see was anger and evilness. he then smashed a sharp drink pitcher into my face repeatedly until my nose started gushing blood all over the bed. once he saw what he had done, he ran to the bathroom and was screaming “WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO!!! OH MY GOD!!!! I’M SO SORRY!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!” etc while rocking back and forth in the bathtub, fully clothed. that was my final chance. i ran downstairs to phone 911 and request an ambulance and officers RIGHT away. as soon as he heard me on the phone he started thumping downstairs screaming- “DON’T CALL ANYONE!”
i have never been so petrified in my life. and i’ve been to hell and back. as soon as i heard the thuds down the steps, i ran outside into the snow banks wearing nothing on my bare feet, jogging pants, and a thin tank top in -20 weather. i luckily immediately saw two strangers walking across the street. I dropped the phone I had scooped up on my way out in the snow and ran over to them screaming for help. all they could see was a face covered in tears and blood screaming and crying, desperately clinging to them. one of them instantly pulled out their cell phone and explained the situation to 911. the other sat with my on a set of stairs outside a local food bank holding me and comforting me until i flagged down a random black van. he backed up over train tracks to get a better look at what he had passed. once he saw me he got out of the vehicle, got me into his back seats and gave me a ride to the hospital where i was rushed into emergency. i was stitched up alone. i was in shock now- crying out for my parents, continuing to redial both their phone numbers, leaving endless text messages and voicemails. it was 3:00AM, they we’re at home in their warm beds, about to woken up to officers at their door informing them of their battered and broken daughter in the hospital.
thankfully, i have no broken bones. i have two black eyes (one is verry swollen.) i have gashes all over my forehead and other hidden parts of my body. i have three sets of stitches- one under my eye, one on the bridge of my nose, and one on the palm of hand from trying to block the swings.
up until last night, i wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. i wanted his children, i would’ve done anything to keep him in my life. now i’m terrified of living my own life. i’m terrified of my reflection. i’m terrified of what he’s now going through. and i’m terrified of sleeping.
i wish i could have seen the signs.
please reblog, i think every young girl needs to see this.
The Book of Names lists each person murdered at Auschwitz
#and you have to remember how many names are most likely missing#from rushed trains and burned lists#from rushed transports and people who died on the death marchs#what about the names from people who died after their liberation#and then…#this is only Auschwitz#this was the biggest camp yes#but just one of many#and then remember sobibor and belsec#and try not to feel sick
This is why we punch Nazis. This is why this vile ideology must be stamped out viciously every time it tries to come out of its hole.
Never. Again.
There’s a lot to unpack here. +the flexibility to get in that pose +the balance to stay on the skateboard +the strength to pull back a bowstring with your toes +the dexterity to hit a target while moving +the coordination… not hand-eye, but foot-eye …I don’t know what to do with these things now that I’ve unpacked them…
its SO fascinating how little girls have this inherent need to throw twigs and leaves and dirt together and mix them with water .. how we all called that some variant of the word potion …. how its an intercultural thing that no one taught us to do ……………. keep fostering that witch energy ladies
I’m too romantic and unrealistic
gordon ramsey: so what’s wrong with the restaurant? a staff member about to drag out every single bad and/or questionable thing their boss has ever done: