IāVE WAITED 8734 YEARS FOR THIS GIFSET
IT TOOK ME 11 YEARS TO REALIZE HE WAS SAYING āTABLE FOR HOW MANYā
WAIT WHAT
OMG ITS BEEN DISCOVERED
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IāVE WAITED 8734 YEARS FOR THIS GIFSET
IT TOOK ME 11 YEARS TO REALIZE HE WAS SAYING āTABLE FOR HOW MANYā
WAIT WHAT
OMG ITS BEEN DISCOVERED
Life is full of surprises whether theyāre good or bad.š
āIāve blacked a lot of it out. But I do remember that recess was a nightmare for me. My mom told me later that she would sometimes hide in the bushes, and when she saw me sitting by myself, sheād start crying. The diagnosis was āselective mutism.ā Iād get so anxious around people that I physically couldnāt speak. Iād get a rock in my throat, and it would feel like that moment right before you faint, when everything sounds so far away. It could be lonely at school. I was the only student with a full-time aide. I was the only one who held up a sign when the teacher called attendance. It doesnāt feel good to be different. But my parents did everything they could to minimize that feeling. Every night before I went to sleep, my mother would say: āYouāre a terrific kid, and I love being your Mommy.ā When my school had a Halloween parade, she knew Iād be too anxious to do it alone. So she dressed up as Minnie Mouse and marched right alongside me. She was always very attentive to my emotions. But she was also a lawyer so she made sure that my rights were being respected. She knew that the Individuals With Disabilities Education Act promised a āfree appropriate public education.ā And thatās exactly what she wanted for me. She once shut down my entire elementary school for an in-service day, and the entire faculty was taught to ask me āyes or noā questions so that I could nod in reply. She wanted me in a mainstream classroom, having mainstream experiences. So that I would never be left behind. And by the time I hit 5th grade, I was able to speak. It didnāt happen all at once. But I grew more and more confident. I got better at making friends. I joined the debate team in high school. Recently I graduated from Cornell and completed my senior thesis on disability rights, which I defended verbally. All of this was possible because of my mother. She was beside me the entire time. I took the LSAT in January, and even though the test was five hours long, my mom waited in the lobby. She gave me the biggest hug when I walked out. When I asked her why she didnāt leave, she said: āI donāt know. I just wanted to be here. In case you needed anything at all.āā
What an amazing mother!!
āHe had five daughters. And whenever he came home from a work trip, weād all line up to give him a kiss. But he always kissed my mom first, because she was his āfirst love.ā Then he went on to his āsecond love,ā and his āthird love.ā On weekends weād all pile into the car and take these long road trips. Weād drive for hours, and the whole way heād be singing to my mother. It was a normal thing for us, because we were used to it. But that kind of affection wasnāt normal in our culture. We used to have these karaoke parties with our extended family, and everyone else would sing normal songs. But Papa would choose these old, romantic Bollywood songs. And heād sing directly to Mama. She loved every second of it. Sheād get dressed up for him. Sheād put on her brightest red lipstick. And sheād do her hair just as he liked it, even after she got sick. The tumor was deep in her brain. After every surgery, more and more of her would slip away. When she couldnāt walk properly anymore, she grew embarrassed of her limp. So Papa held her hand wherever they went. Heād sit next to her bed, and stroke her cheek, and recite the Quran until his lips went dry. Some nights heād fall asleep sitting up in his chair, but then heād wake up, and begin praying again. In her final moments, when she was slipping away, he leaned close to her and whispered: āYou wonāt be alone. Iām coming with you.ā I heard him say it. And I got so angry. It seemed selfish to me, as if the rest of us werenāt worth living for. But all his children were grown. Most of us had our own families. And I guess he felt like there was nothing left for him. Every day he visited Mamaās grave, even though we told him not to. He applied for the plot next to her, and every few hours heād ask if the cemetery had called. He was obsessed. When the paperwork finally arrived, I rolled my eyes. But he got very quiet. For the next two days he barely said a word. Then on the third morning, he walked in our front door and told me he wasnāt feeling well. I bent down to help him with his shoes, but he collapsed on the floor. There wasnāt time for him to suffer. Because by the time the ambulance arrived, he was already gone.ā
āMental health is real, please take care of yourself.ā
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āAnthony knew exactly what he was going to do. Nobody else in our school was talking about being a CEO, or starting a company, but those were his goals. And he was always networking. Heād walk straight into our principalās office, sit on the couch, and just start talking. I was like: āWow. How does he gain all that confidence?ā Especially coming from where we came from. He was like a brother to me. He pushed me. Heād get mad if I was late for school. He wanted both of us to graduate top ten in our class. He was someone who told me: āYouāre capable of X, Y, and Z.ā I never had a strong support system, so nobody else was speaking that stuff to me. On the day we graduated, he was so excited for me. He kept shaking my shoulders, screaming: āWe did it! We did it!ā During college heād visit me on the weekends. He really helped me through that first year. Iād never been to school with white people before. My whole life Iād been focused on survival. But these kids had studied abroad. Theyād taken college placement courses. My whole idea of normal was turned upside down. Of course Anthony fit right in. He could show up anywhere, so I took a lot of inspiration from that. One night he invited me to a party on his campus. But I decided to stay in. The next morning I woke up to a phone call telling me that heād been stabbed. I logged onto social media and saw posts saying āRest In Peace.ā It was completely random. Heād jumped in to defend a friend. Even the media couldnāt find a way to blame him. Anthony was a good kid, in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Itās been really tough without him. Iāve had to learn to be proud of myself without him in my ear saying: āIām proud of you.ā But Iāve thought about him every time Iāve reached a milestone, like when I finally studied abroad in Spain. On the day of my graduation, his college was holding its ceremony at the same time, and Anthony was given an honorary degree. His little nephew accepted it on his behalf. Right as I was finishing my commencement, his sister texted me the pictures. And thatās when the tears came down. Somehow weād graduated together again. I couldnāt help but scream at the sky: āWe did it, Ant! We did it!āā
JK Rowling, transphobia and a hopefully helpful post.
A few days ago I posted on my Facebook (yes I have one sue me) debunking some of the things Rowling has been saying on twitter. Since she made a statement I felt the need to make another one⦠but this time Im sharing it here. Please note this is long, it is fairly opinionated in places but her statements have felt so insidious I want to share something in depth. If you are cis I implore you to read, but I understand this is long and a lot of people wont want to. No judgement.Ā
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These are the solutions we need to policing right now. Remember: the problem cannot be solved by technocratic solutions (i.e. body cams, further trainings, etc.) The problem is policing itself.
WEāRE BLESSED THIS YEAR
Yeah I can say that we are so blessed this year and Iām hoping next year our lives run more smoother.We are also blessed to have amazing people in our lives.LORD thank you for sending them to us.Through all the ups & downs we are still fighting we wonāt give up,cause I know thereās something for this dreams.A simple dreams that weāre fighting for.Weāre dreaming cause my family is poor.I grew up from a poor family.But still great for having a parents like them.Iām so proud of my mother & father.They raise us well.The love & they taught us how to respect the other people & not to answer them in a wrong way(it depends upon the situation).Iām proudly to say we have a good behavior is because of them.We donāt need a material or money to emphasize them(if you know what I mean)..We only have a good attitude and confidence.We have a trouble to the people who have a money.Its flippin long story..Anyway Iām eldest.I have 2 younger sisters & 1 youngest little brother.I love themĀ so much.I do everything to be able to gave their needs.I want to finish their studies.Thank God my number 1 sister already finish her bachelor degree.And she has a work.I pray her goals in life will successful one day.Iām so proud of her confidence in life..my number 2 sister was still in college while my youngest brother is graduating in his junior high,.My younger siblings are my helping hands.So sad my mother wouldnāt be here with us.She passed away last year.She didnāt even make it to my sisterās graduation.But still sheās part of our dreams.Few people can understand our situation,they used to push us not to surrender.So blessed of those people.Our life was not easy.I will never explained it here.All those nightmares remain in our memories.Our hearts starts healing this year.Before this year will end.I would like to say thank you so much Lord & to these amazing people who have been partĀ of our lives..
SUCCESS
The hardest walks lead to the greatest destinations.
Goals the key to living life on a new level.Goal setting is what separatesĀ successful people from unsuccessful people.If you do not know where you are heading you will just wander around AIMLESSLY living a life of mediocrity
Courage is not only getting through today but knowing that tomorrow youāll do even more to better your life. Believe in your strength.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS TO EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU..AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS CHRIST..
Rest in paradise the legend CHESTER BENNINGTONš #linkinpark #chesterbennington
Happy birthday to my beautiful mother in heaven.your age still counting even if you're not here.For us you still alive in our memories and our hearts.we miss you so much mašŖ we love you mamaā¤
Paparapapa ⤠ko to. #mcdonalds