Well...

Don't let the title truly fool you. Yes, I'm mute, or was at one time. But now I've got a subtle whisper that sometimes scares little children. I've come to terms with the fact that there are somethings that will be incredibly hard for me. That my life will never be as easy as it might have been if I had a voice like everyone else.

I can deal with people staring at me, or laughing as I walk by. It's not really their fault that they don't know any better. After all, most people think that I'm just sick or something.

And hey, high school girls can laugh all they want at me. After all, I never really considered myself one of them.

But I'm digressing. The whole point of this first post was to make sure that the readers didn't end up feeling like they've been duped by a liar.

I was mute, for the last semester of my high school experience. I couldn't talk, at all. Sure, I found ways to communicate. But that didn't change the fact that I would sit in the back of the classroom, knowing the answer, but not wanting to take the time to write it out on the white board. I couldn't really get in on discussions, but although I could give a basic answer, I lacked the ability to elaborate. And joining in on classroom debates about life isn't as fun when you can only add 5 or 6 written words.

So I still consider myself mute, even though now I can talk up a storm. I'm not normal. I never was normal, nor will I ever be normal. But people have been telling me that I should write down my thought and stories. So I figured, what the heck. Might as well fill people in on my humor, and give people a peek into my life. It might get deep sometimes, even philosophical. I'll try to make you laugh when I can. But I can't promise that my humor will always fit everyone.

So people might not read it, but I've taken the time to write it down, so I'm doing my part.