After the debacle of my relationship with Todd, my first and foremost boyfriend when I was in high school, I had no one to turn to. Not even my parents, friends, teachers or anyone else in the state of Virginia.
I was hurting.
I plunged into a depression (I never noticed) but either way, I sank and gained a lot. I went from the waist size 36 to 50. That was a cue. 50 is ugly. After some years of battling depression, I am able to keep it in check and move onwards. Slowly, I am now rolling back to size 40. For some time, I struggled to break the obstacle in reaching thirtysomething.
Last weekend, I think I just crossed the line as my pants kept on falling down. It is now to Size 38!!
Yay. This week, I plan to sign up at a local gymnasium to work out and improve my health. It is my hope that in a year or less, I will look good and healthy.
Cheers,
R-
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Hearies Can Be Stupid
Last night, Mark and I chatted at The Phoenix. We were trying to talk as much as can be before he goes home to Wichita, Kansas. One hearing guy came over to talk with Mark, I was bit annoyed because Mark is with me to chat more before he departs.
I'm sick of hearing men thinking they have the right to bump in and take over the attention.
I was patient enough. I looked at his t-shirt. I liked the comments it said: "Sorry, Girls ... I Only Suck Dicks."
I thought it was cute. I pointed to his t-shirt and said, "I like it."
He said, "What?"
I like it.
He gave me the facial expression that was somewhat "No, no, no. Not me."
I was perplexed. He asked me by paper pad, "You tried to ask me to suck you?"
I gave him the ugly stare. I said, "I like your t-shirt, I don't want your mouth on my cock!"
He turned to ask Mark if I hated him. Dofus bag. Mark snickered. I told Mark that I already hated him a week ago!
That guy was bit scared of me since I stopped talking to him. I just discarded him as I do when I am done with newspaper into a trash bin.
Later, at the bar, we ordered two Bud Light. Jim, the bartender knew we were Deaf. Jim kept on insisting to use his voice with Mark. Mark cannot read at all. I can read a little. Mark was confused. And Jim was very rude and abrasive, he rolled his eyes when Mark flinched his eyes as not to understand what Jim said.
I interrupted Jim that he cannot understand a word he said. Jim said, "He has to try."
I said, "Stop barking with that voice, and write it down."
Jim got pissed off and refused to serve me all night long.
Who was rude?
R-
I'm sick of hearing men thinking they have the right to bump in and take over the attention.
I was patient enough. I looked at his t-shirt. I liked the comments it said: "Sorry, Girls ... I Only Suck Dicks."
I thought it was cute. I pointed to his t-shirt and said, "I like it."
He said, "What?"
I like it.
He gave me the facial expression that was somewhat "No, no, no. Not me."
I was perplexed. He asked me by paper pad, "You tried to ask me to suck you?"
I gave him the ugly stare. I said, "I like your t-shirt, I don't want your mouth on my cock!"
He turned to ask Mark if I hated him. Dofus bag. Mark snickered. I told Mark that I already hated him a week ago!
That guy was bit scared of me since I stopped talking to him. I just discarded him as I do when I am done with newspaper into a trash bin.
Later, at the bar, we ordered two Bud Light. Jim, the bartender knew we were Deaf. Jim kept on insisting to use his voice with Mark. Mark cannot read at all. I can read a little. Mark was confused. And Jim was very rude and abrasive, he rolled his eyes when Mark flinched his eyes as not to understand what Jim said.
I interrupted Jim that he cannot understand a word he said. Jim said, "He has to try."
I said, "Stop barking with that voice, and write it down."
Jim got pissed off and refused to serve me all night long.
Who was rude?
R-
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Who Is Carrie?
When I was a student at Gallaudet, I used the VAX WhatsupX Notes Confab, there was a gal who kept on using these words: Facinorous grin. My roommate from California said that there is no such word for facinorous. We searched through some dictionaries and asked Carrie in whatsupX Notes Confab that there is no such thing as "facinorous". She said that it is an old English word. Sure enough, we found it.
Later, we met in person ... long story. But I did not care much for her. She stared at me as if I was evil. I smirked. I was on the floor, peeking out of my bedroom. It was silly thing. But one thing led to the other, Carrie and I talked.
And hung out. Carrie can talk very well and can hear. She said she is Hard of Hearing. I shook my head. I said, "You're Deaf."
She shook her head, "No, I can speak and hear a little, therefore I am Hard of Hearing."
I said, "Stop it, Carrie. You are Deaf even if you can hear a little and speak very well. There are many Deaf people in the past who can hear and speak but they call themselves Deaf."
It is all about pride and confidence, really.
IN that semester, we hang out together so much to a point where she has to go back home, she objected to her parents that the television set must have the captions at all times. Good for her.
From there, we are pretty good friends. We do almost everything together during the year. Remember Cowden thing? Amazing. Remember the jerk-off? And all that stuff.
Today, I'm proud that Carrie is able to stand up and say, "Fuck you, I am Deaf and don't you call me HoH!"
Cheers,
R-
Later, we met in person ... long story. But I did not care much for her. She stared at me as if I was evil. I smirked. I was on the floor, peeking out of my bedroom. It was silly thing. But one thing led to the other, Carrie and I talked.
And hung out. Carrie can talk very well and can hear. She said she is Hard of Hearing. I shook my head. I said, "You're Deaf."
She shook her head, "No, I can speak and hear a little, therefore I am Hard of Hearing."
I said, "Stop it, Carrie. You are Deaf even if you can hear a little and speak very well. There are many Deaf people in the past who can hear and speak but they call themselves Deaf."
It is all about pride and confidence, really.
IN that semester, we hang out together so much to a point where she has to go back home, she objected to her parents that the television set must have the captions at all times. Good for her.
From there, we are pretty good friends. We do almost everything together during the year. Remember Cowden thing? Amazing. Remember the jerk-off? And all that stuff.
Today, I'm proud that Carrie is able to stand up and say, "Fuck you, I am Deaf and don't you call me HoH!"
Cheers,
R-
Tom Tricoli Needs To Be Crippled
Tom Tricoli is not human at all. He is not even a male, to start with.
Often, Deaf people tends to develop codes and slangs to chat with each other. It is their way to shield themselves from hearing people like Tom. It is always tragic that he would mock at the grammatical structures of American Sign Language.
Reading his blog is pretty pitiful to read because it is full of inane remarks. None of it is true, of course.
American Sign Language is visual language, we pick up the images and convert it into words of our own to prevent an ordinary faggot like Tom Tricoli from understanding our conversations. From there, he was able to interpret on his own and mock at it.
He does not have a career, all he does is to manage a bar. It is sad. So SYL to you and do us a favor, please die, Tom Tricoli!
R-
Often, Deaf people tends to develop codes and slangs to chat with each other. It is their way to shield themselves from hearing people like Tom. It is always tragic that he would mock at the grammatical structures of American Sign Language.
Reading his blog is pretty pitiful to read because it is full of inane remarks. None of it is true, of course.
American Sign Language is visual language, we pick up the images and convert it into words of our own to prevent an ordinary faggot like Tom Tricoli from understanding our conversations. From there, he was able to interpret on his own and mock at it.
He does not have a career, all he does is to manage a bar. It is sad. So SYL to you and do us a favor, please die, Tom Tricoli!
R-
Kenfucky Is Fag Factory?
Over the years, I observed Deaf people from different places all across the world. Kentucky seems to breed more gay guys than anywhere else in the United States!!
To my best knowledge, I knew of approximately 15 guys who are gay from Kenfucky.
Wonder why?
Must be in the air or water. Umm.
R-
To my best knowledge, I knew of approximately 15 guys who are gay from Kenfucky.
Wonder why?
Must be in the air or water. Umm.
R-
In Search Of BnB Inn
I am in mood to get out of the city in few weeks. I want to stay at a gay-owned Bed and Breakfast Inn in a rural area such as Vermont, New Hampshire or Pennsylvania. I really needed to dip in a pool and a jacuzzi with an empty mind.
Much to my delight, lots of BnB Inns are relatively well-priced.
Only time will tell before I make an announcement.
It is more likely that I will take a couple of hearing friends (What?!) with me and perhaps, one deaf person to a secluded place for the weekend. Not only that, it is my wish that the BnB Inn be in the Appalachian Mountains.
Why? Because my roots are from there. I grew up there in Staunton which is located in Shenandoah Valley of the Appalachian Mountains. My father came from Big Stone Gap, a tiny town in the southwestern part of Virginia just few miles from the state line of Kentucky.
Speaking of Big Stone Gap, check my home page and see the Powell Valley. That is where BSG is located in. And there is a novel called "Big Stone Gap" by Adriana Trigiani who now lives in New York. To understand the depths of my affection for these backward folks, read her novel.
Ahh.
R-
Much to my delight, lots of BnB Inns are relatively well-priced.
Only time will tell before I make an announcement.
It is more likely that I will take a couple of hearing friends (What?!) with me and perhaps, one deaf person to a secluded place for the weekend. Not only that, it is my wish that the BnB Inn be in the Appalachian Mountains.
Why? Because my roots are from there. I grew up there in Staunton which is located in Shenandoah Valley of the Appalachian Mountains. My father came from Big Stone Gap, a tiny town in the southwestern part of Virginia just few miles from the state line of Kentucky.
Speaking of Big Stone Gap, check my home page and see the Powell Valley. That is where BSG is located in. And there is a novel called "Big Stone Gap" by Adriana Trigiani who now lives in New York. To understand the depths of my affection for these backward folks, read her novel.
Ahh.
R-
Rayni Is Finished, Who's Next?
Last weekend during the 35th year of Stonewall Riots, Rayni said "yeah, whatever" to Eric and got married in Las Vegas. My congratulations, Rayni.
Of course, Rayni never said "yeah, whatever". I was being silly.
That is 2nd marriage in few weeks. Will I be married to a guy of my dreams? I do not know. Only the Fates know.
R-
Of course, Rayni never said "yeah, whatever". I was being silly.
That is 2nd marriage in few weeks. Will I be married to a guy of my dreams? I do not know. Only the Fates know.
R-
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