So it's about to get winter, guess what's the first thing that gets broken in my house... the under floor heating T_T (hopefully google translate did his job well here)
nog even kort samengevat: een lampje is voor dove mensen, een ratelapparaat voor blinden. het mooiste is natuurlijk een combinatie van beide: een lampje met een ratelapparaat, voor het geval er iemand langskomt die blind én doof is.
So my aunt came from Virginia for Thanksgiving (turkey pls). .-. About an hour into her stay, she began talking to my mom, remanicing about old times - of course, they're speaking in Bulgarian, and me being the youngest child, I'm the only one (out of the children; the others speak Arabic) who speaks it since I spent more time with my mother than my father. The chat about childhood turns into a heated argument about why my mother came to the States, leaving her parents in Bulgaria. *welp* I just wanted a good Thanksgiving -____-
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