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first entry in 8 months i tink.

so far, i've gotten married to a kid named chris (not my brother) except he was drugged so he doesn't really kno we're married...

           .. or about the kid

but whatev. i'm watching anchorman. i saw a lady who doesn't shave her legs. i was snow white.  chris got an iPod. i had a birthday party.

um.. reason for the topic changes..?

ok, the truth.. is.. i've been seeing someone else. yeah i know, i'm sorry.

its just, my computer broke down so i ended up just writing in my diary long ebough that i forgot all about you..

i'm sorry

forgive me??

True story At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children,the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does
is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other
children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is
the natural order of things in my son?"


The audience was stilled by the query.



The father continued. "I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically
and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize
true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people
treat that child."Then he told the following story:



Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew
were playing baseball. Shay asked,"Do you think they'll let me play?"
Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like
Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were
allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and
some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.




Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay
could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and
said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I
guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the
ninth inning."



Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad
smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his
heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the
bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still
behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and
played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was
obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning
from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the
bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs
and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was
scheduled to be next at bat.



At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win
the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit
was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat
properly, much less connect with the ball.




However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the
other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved
in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able
to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and
missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball
softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and
hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.




The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder
and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would
have been out and that would have been the end of the game.



Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first
baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and
both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in
his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He
scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.




Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"



Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and
struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards
second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their
team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time.
He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he
understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the
ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third
base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward
home.




All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"



Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and
turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third!
Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and
those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home! Shay
ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit
the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.




That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face,
the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity
into this world.



Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never
forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home
and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!




AND, NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all send thousands of jokes
through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to
sending messages about life choices, people think twice about sharing.
The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but
public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools
and workplaces.




If you're thinking about forwarding this message,chances are that you're
probably sorting out the people on your address list that aren't the
"appropriate" ones to receive this type of message. Well, the person who
sent you this believes that we all can make a difference. We all have
thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the "natural
order of things." So many seemingly trivial interactions between two
people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love
and humanity or do we pass up that opportunity to brighten the day of
those with us the least able, and leave the world a little bit colder in
the process?



A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least
fortunate amongst them.

fight with me               

                          ......i dare you.

Currently Listening Fly or Die By N.E.R.D. see related

even though he's a druggie...

¢¾

ok, so me and lizzie scoles (NOT DROPPING THE E!) are going to the mall. on our way to her house, we were droppin emily off when we saw this hot hott hotttie ¢¾ named ryan porto *9th grader. year book him from last year* so as a joke i waved. and TOTTALLY NOT AS A JOKE HE WAVED BACK! eeeek! so we were laughing really hard and we told lizzie's nannie to drive past him again and ask if he needed a ride. the scary part is, SHE DID. she drove up next to him and rolled down our windows and he was like "um... hi" and we were like "DRIVE!"

that poor kid musta been terrified! oh well, he's too hott to have emotion.

ps. can you hear my music?

yEDIT!

there is a ghost in lizzie's play room. we tried to contact it by wearing bra's on heads, and spraying holy hair products that we blessed. we contacted it. then we ran away screaming and got locked in a bathroom for an hour.

today i went to the philadelphia orchestra and watched 'em play. we also gots ta watch the peeps from the franklin instituite do some funky ~voodoo~ and i won a cd and got to go on stage! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS.

then we went to a ghetto. while in the ghetto, we went to china town and got some food that was absoloutly amazing! we ordered the strangsst foods, thogh. there wwas frog legs, and snails. and all sorts a cccrrraaazzzzzzzie things!

then, in that chinese ghetto, i got a ring. a cladda (i tink thats how you spell it) irish delie, IN CHINA TOWN. i feel kinda high right now from some strange tea i drunk. 

now its off to ben's barmitzvah! AWAY!

smashingtoday was AH-MAY-SCHING . me and mam stayed home. i went to the doctors.

i have herpies. the mouth herpies. damn that johnny knoxville.

so after the dorctors, me and mommie went to the mall and i got summ shoes and a wickedly schweet schirt from delia*s.

we went to coldstone creamery. ~i got very fat.

i got a country squire cookie. ~i'm fat and she's taking me to get fatter.

true love

mwah! kissie kissie boo boo.

guess what? hmm? i'll teell ya what! i got to go home today, for the first time in 2 years, i got to go home from school.

wanna know why? do ya? do ya?

BECAUSE MY LIPS HURT REEEAL BAD. yup. i was in seminar *uber smart people class which i absolutely do not belong in* and saw maura going to the nurse so i thought i'd join her.__

i told ms. mcglone that my lips hurt and ironically enough, being twin day and all, chris was sick in there waiting for jimmie¢¾jr. to pick him up.

so i got a free day for needing chapstick. oh yea, a total napolean dynomite.

EDIT

mommie and i took the day off and rented the ring which was perverted, gross, and beautiful, diary of a mad black woman, which was pertie dern funni, and ray which i've seen for the 5th time... but it was still awesome since i watched it with my momie!

now i'm going to waste away for missing potter cup. and my brother wrestle. i taught that kid everything he knows! it took blood sweat and tears (well, on his part) but i managed to give that kid some strength! he finally managed to beat a girl just a week ago, no loook at' em. wrestlin' like a man.

SATs tommorrow. wish me luck!