Planet of the Ape

I'm now waiting for mom to come so that we can finish watching "Because I Said So". Great movie so far.

I did nothing productive today. Except for a bit of forced school, I watched movies, wrote a bit of nonsense, and moped about the horrible weather outside.

Seriously, it's terrible, and I detest it. I wanted to go outside so badly today, but . . .

Well. I'm going to start a photography class at the local college sometime this month. Very excited, I am.

So I made a bet with Andave ya on New Year's Eve. If I was able to stay up till late morning, she'd buy me a pack of gum. Well, I didn't go to bed until 8:00 AM. So there!

I adore this song! Tell me what you think!

I'm going to die of boredom these days. If I go outside, I'll be sloshing wet in a few seconds, I've already done crafts, and the computer was down all day until my dad came home from work and fixed it. So, I've been watching movies.

Anyway, I found a speech I did a couple of years ago.

An excerpt from Funny in Farsi by Firoozeh Dumas

Concerning my mother, I always encouraged her to learn English, but her talents lay elsewhere. Since she had never learned English in school, she had no idea of its grammar. She would speak an entire paragraph without using any verbs. She referred to everyone and everything as "it" leaving the listener wondering whether she was talking about her husband or the kitched table. Even if she did speak a sentence more or less correctly her accent made it incomprehensible. "W" and "th" gave her the most difficulty. As if God was playing a linguistic joke on us, we lived in "Vee-tee-er" (Whittier), we shopped at "Veetvood" (Whitwood) Plaza, I attended "Leffingvel" (Living Well) School, and our neighbor was non other then "Valter Villiams" (Walter Williams).
Despite little progress on my mother's part, I continually encouraged her. Rather than teach her English vocabulary and grammar, I eventually decided to teach her entire sentences to repeat. I assumed that once she got to speaking correctly, I could be removed, like training wheels, and she would continue coasting. I was so wrong.
Noticing some insects in our house one day, my mother asked me to call the exterminator. I looked up the number and told my mother to call and say, "We have silverfish in our house." My mother grumbled, dialed the number, and said. "Please come rrright a-vay. Goldfeeesh all over dee house." The exterminator told her he'd be over as soon as he found his fishing pole.


I love that book!

12:53 AM *sigh* Mom is still not back.

~Bulletproof