As I lay on my bed, wondering who will be the lucky man in my dream? I have been craving for love for a long time now, but I am picky of who I am with. Some guys took advantage of me for a lot of reasons. Please do not do this with me.
I am seeking a male companionship who would love to spend quality time with me, getting to know me more each day, and who understands me very well. I'm looking for a SOUL MATE! Seriously. I do not waste my time wondering what the future's...
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What is it like to be deaf? People have asked me. Deaf? Oh, hmmmm, how do I explain that? Simply, I can't hear. Noooo, it is much more than that. It is similar to a goldfish in a bowl. Always observing things going on. Among foreigners.
Isolation is not a stranger to me. Relatives say "hi" and "bye." But I sit for five hours among them. Taking great pleasure at amusing babies. Reading books, resting, helping out with food.
Natural curiosity perks up. Upon seeing great laughter, crying, people upset. Inquire only to meet with "never mind," "Oh, it is not important." Getting such a summarized statement Of a whole story.
Supposed to smile to show the happiness. Little do they know how truly miserable I am. People are in control of language usage, I am at loss and real uncomfortable.
Always feeling like an outsider Among the hearing people Even if it is was not their intention. Always assume that I am part of them By my physical presence, not understanding The importance of communication.
Facing the choice between the Deaf Camping Weekend and Family Reunion. Facing the choice between the family commitment And Deaf Friends, I must make the choice constantly, And wonder why I choose Deaf friends???
I get such great pleasure at Deaf Clubs, Before I realize, it is already 2 am Whereas I anxiously look at the clock, Every few minutes at the family reunion.
With Deaf people, I am so normal, Out communication flows back and forth, Catching up with little trivial, our daily life, Our frustration in the bigger world, Seeking the mutual understanding.
Contended smiles, laughing are musical. So magical to me So attuned to each other's feeling. Truly happiness is so important.
I feel more at home with Deaf people Of various colors, religions, short or tall, Than I do among with my own hearing relatives. And wonder why? Our language is common. We understand each other.
Being at a loss control Of environment, that is, communication, People panic and retreat to avoidance, Deaf people are like the plaque.
But Deaf people are still human beings With dreams, desire and needs Of belonging, just like everyone else.
My deaf friend sent me this one few years back, and I thought this would be funny. Perhaps you would like to take a look at it if its still run...
Subject: Super Bowl Commercial--The best one this year.
They finally got the newest and best Pepsi commercial on YouTube. This is going to be run Sunday during the Super Bowl and I have to take my hat off to Pepsi.
This commercial was the brainchild of one employee (hearing) and the two actors who are the main focus of the commercial are also PepsiCo employees but they are both deaf. This commercial is based on a long standing deaf community joke.
Hope you all enjoy watching it. I know that I will be purchasing more PepsiCo products (as if I didn't already) because of their support of the disabled, not only in general but their employees as well.
Last weekend, my two felines and I went for hiking trial which it was a long trail. However, we enjoyed the walks together till the end, then walked back.
The weather was so perfect, not too hot or cold, neither wet or dry. Everything was just right, feeling very "autumnny" like. My two cats were too eager for a walk along with me. We love to explore new hiking trails, and enjoy the views all around us.
The trees were changing colors- red, orange, yellow. We can smell in the air, very moist and musky smelling in the woods like old woods laying for years. I've spotted some mushrooms, and took some photos of it. Beautiful mushrooms starting to sprout out of the grounds, mosses, and woods. As we walk along, we watched water crinkling down the paths which it was pretty to watch. There were falling colorful leaves in the air, lightly breeze in the air, watching leaves falling onto the waters. As the leaves traveled along the further path, it piles up on either the sides.
We walked over several bridges, and watched waterfalls crashing into the small creek or river. We can hear it, and the mists were all over, feeling all moist in the air as we breathe in. We could sit for hours, enjoyed our views at the end of the trails. We took pictures of ourselves, enjoying the rocks, mosses, water, everything what nature took our breaths away.
I wish I could swim into the water, but it was so cold, laughing. I wish someone is there with me to enjoy this nature with us. As we walked on the way back, I ended up carrying two cats in the bag which I carried it for a reason. It was a long hike back till we were so thirsty and hungry, we hurried back. The weights of two cats wore me down. :-) I took a lot of pictures and we got onto the bridge, cats loves to watch down, gladly, they were on leashes to protect themselves from harm. We can hear a lot of sounds where natures takes us to the end of our paths.
We finally made it to the end where was my car, my poor two cats were exhausted, and I had to hurried to use proper restroom which this forestry is the property of federal. Respect... is what I do.
I went out and to eat at Subway, vegeterian sandwich! Yummy. Then got home. We were so exhausted, and relaxed a bit. My poor two felines passed out for two days (being sore?) lol. I have never assumed that they would be sore, but sure enough they did.
It was the best trail I've been to lately, and want to do more hiking trail somewhere else. I really enjoy the woods, smells, feel of it, and yes, there were lost souls there I believe. My cats sense them and so did I.
Pretty soon, hot spring. Watch out for the next blog! ;-)
What deaf people can see, feel, (not) hear, smell and taste about the beach?
As I step onto the beach on a nice, sunny day with a gentle breeze. I feel the dry sands hitting onto my smooth, shaved legs which it hurts a bit, lol. It feels all those stingings like a gentle sandblasting against the skin. My feet stands onto the dry sands, sinking a bit of my sole feet. I take a long inhale into my lungs as I breath into all those light sea air. Ahhhh, as I exhale, BEACH! Grin.
I look around and see all those waves crashing onto the wet sands, watching it goes, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" This is not how it sounds like, it's more likely seawater crashed against the wet land, it makes a very loud sounds, so loud I could really hear from 2 miles away. Its more like, "krrrsh kkrrsh", into the rhythm of sounds. This is how I can use my speech when I make sounds to be more recongnizable. Grin.
As I walk onto the dry sands where no one can ever use that path. I gently slowly, barely touch the sands as I walk through. As far as the sounds like, "krrrk krrrk krrrk." Or like, "errrrp errrrp" with a silence "e". I walk backward, I see every footsteps I make, my footsteps. This reminds me of the poem, "Footprints."
I feel the winds against my whole body, lightly. It feels like a bit of a tug, or a wind hug! Ahhh, air! Air is hugging all over my body, feels like I'm being loved by this nature. (Hugging myself). Mmmm. So cool, feeling the breeze onto my face looking up to the sky.
As I look up onto the sky, no sounds, just silence. All blue, with a whisk of clouds in the air like a backbone shapes. Feeling the warmth from the sun, its like sun is giving me some love.
I stood still, standing up, spreading my arms open into the air, I thank for this earth to give us this kind of nature we need to escape from reality. As I stretch my arms up, I blessed thee.
I walk onto this cooooooold sea water. It feels like someone put ice into the ocean water. I walk through, to make myself so wet, seeing my skin prickles from being cold. I see my feet becomes red. I feel the water with sands through my toes, I wiggle it through till my feet sink into the sands. I continue to walk along the water.
Ouch! I step onto the shells with hard shells with prickly and sharp kind, broken shell. I pick it up, and brush the sand off the shell, seeing the inside beauty of colors. It is almost like jewlery kind, but natural made, not man made! So simple, keeping the natural beauty of this earth is very treasurous. (Funny, how I use that word does not even exist, I think.) I place the shell into my pocket, so I can make jewlery with hemp string along with it. As I continue to walk, I gather up all those agates, which is my most time past collections when I was young. I look into agates through the sun, so amber like, see through, like cat's eye. Oh. Pretty.
I walk away from the beach, I accidently lick off my lips from the sand, so gritty and salty. I wipe my lips from back of my bare hand. It feels like a sandpaper brush off my lips, I need to brush it gently with love. I see my legs, sands all over it and my feet. Feeling it all sandpapery like, I clean it out, and feel my skin like damp skin which absorb those sands, not so clean, but like salt feeling onto my skin.
I walk barefoot to my car, take one last look, watch sunset going down, all those colors change every minute of it, like a true natural art display by mother nature. So, much of a beauty, just take my breath away.
This is almost similar to lovemaking moment, use imagination of love, colors, taste, smells, everything is so pure and scared. I wish I could find a man who can relate to this story.