A beautiful young man stood alone in the middle of a wheat field; a light breeze causing the wheat to brush gently against his white pant leg. His bare chest gleamed in the sun. A soft smile played across his face, brightening his pale blue eyes. The young man’s hair tussled in the wind, making it look messy.
“God?” the young man asked. “Can you hear me? Am I dead?”
A melodic voice answered from the clouds, “It is I, my child. I can hear you now just as clear as I’ve always been able to. I’m sorry for your life being cut short.”
The young man’s voice was thin as he asked, “Where am I? This surly cannot be hell. Nor do I believe this is heaven.”
“No, you’re not in hell nor have you reached the gates of heaven yet. This, this is limbo I suppose. A place to prove that you deserve to join me in heaven or spend eternity in hell. Now Lucas, tell me why you deserve to join me in heaven,” God said, looking down at Lucas from the clouds.
“But God,” Lucas murmured. “I don’t deserve to go to heaven.”
“Why do you believe you don’t deserve to go to heaven my child?” God asked Lucas, curious to hear his answer.
“I’ve done terrible things in my life. I’ve lied and cheated. I’ve stolen. I’ve been selfish and self-indulgent. I grew up in prison for a reason,” Lucas told God honestly.
“Have you truly seen only the bad you’ve done? What about the lives you’ve touched? The people you’ve helped?” God asked.
“What lives?” Lucas asked, blind to all the good he’s done.
God sighed and said, “I’m sure you remember Emma Wright. When she first wrote you she was scared and broken. You gave her hope and taught her to laugh again. Then there’s Brandon Miller, your ex-cellmate. He was going to commit suicide that night. You calmed him down and reminded him he had something to live for. If not for you, his little girl would have never known her father. Shall I continue?”
“I…I really helped those people?” Lucas asked, shocked. He honestly thought he wasn’t worth much, worth anything.
“Yes, you truly did. I think all the good you did far outweighs the bad. I know in my heart you’ve earned your fate. Close your eyes my child. This will hurt for but a moment,” God told Lucas.
Lucas closed his eyes. He knew even though God said he’d done good in his life he deserved an eternity in hell, an eternity of pain.
A jolt ripped through Lucas’s back. It felt as though his flesh was being torn apart. A single tear rolled down his face as the pain subsided.
The sound of a thousand wings beating filled the air as God said, “Open your eyes my child and come home.”
Lucas opened his eyes to see himself surrounded by the souls of the prisoners who went before him, their lives too cut short by others. All had their wings and were smiling. Ready to welcome a new angel into their ranks.
Directly in front of Lucas was a gilded mirror. He gasped when he saw what had caused his pain. He too had been given wings.
“Welcome home my son,” God whispered as Lucas took flight for the first time.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Holiday's Are Here!
Winter is officially here. Over the last couple days the snow has started to fall, the tempature has plummetted, and the fucking Christmas decorations have popped up everywhere. I've never really been a big fan of winter. To much snow, to much ice, to little heat. I swear to God, I'm going to end up moving to Georgia. Maybe like Augusta. Near a good friend of mine.
So much has happened since Halloween. I lost my job as a deli worker in Elizabeth then Ryan and I broke up. Well I'm trying to break up with him but he's a stubborn bastard and isn't making it easy. And of course, every time he tells me he loves me and he'll change, I melt. But I don't love him. Not anymore. And I don't miss him either. I miss what we had but that's it. I miss having someone to call my own. Someone I can turn to with tears running down my face and they'll ask who hurt me. Because I deserve that. I deserve to be with someone who'll help me, who'll protect me. I guess when I thought Ryan was perfect for me, I was lying to myself.
Other things that have happened...I started hanging out with my mum's side of the family again. Of course things haven't changed yet with dad's side. Though I did find out Nichole is 8 weeks pregnant. I can't say I'm really surprised that she's pregnant what with Cory living with her and everything but 17 is kind of young to be a mother and her mother (my aunt Debbie) is actually fucking EXCITED her daughter is pregnant. I think it's going to be a girl. Our family seems to have a tradition. The oldest children are almost always girls. Except for with Aunt Mary but she's fucking weird anyways.
Thanksgiving was fairly boring. Not a whole lot happened but that's how most holiday's are around here. There's a reason I've never been big into celebrating. I'll give you one or two guess as to why that is...
With Christmas coming up I've been thinking a lot about what I want...I'd like either a donation to Locks Of Love, St. Jude's, or a gift card. Because as far as materialistic things go, I have no idea what I want. Oh and good books are always welcome.
What else to tell? I'm thinking about writing a book about a woman who just won't die. Over 1000 visits to the hospital and she's still kicking. But not until after Grandma's dead. Until then, a book about a girl and her sexual fantisies.
Well I promise to write more soon but until then, PEACE OUT!
So much has happened since Halloween. I lost my job as a deli worker in Elizabeth then Ryan and I broke up. Well I'm trying to break up with him but he's a stubborn bastard and isn't making it easy. And of course, every time he tells me he loves me and he'll change, I melt. But I don't love him. Not anymore. And I don't miss him either. I miss what we had but that's it. I miss having someone to call my own. Someone I can turn to with tears running down my face and they'll ask who hurt me. Because I deserve that. I deserve to be with someone who'll help me, who'll protect me. I guess when I thought Ryan was perfect for me, I was lying to myself.
Other things that have happened...I started hanging out with my mum's side of the family again. Of course things haven't changed yet with dad's side. Though I did find out Nichole is 8 weeks pregnant. I can't say I'm really surprised that she's pregnant what with Cory living with her and everything but 17 is kind of young to be a mother and her mother (my aunt Debbie) is actually fucking EXCITED her daughter is pregnant. I think it's going to be a girl. Our family seems to have a tradition. The oldest children are almost always girls. Except for with Aunt Mary but she's fucking weird anyways.
Thanksgiving was fairly boring. Not a whole lot happened but that's how most holiday's are around here. There's a reason I've never been big into celebrating. I'll give you one or two guess as to why that is...
With Christmas coming up I've been thinking a lot about what I want...I'd like either a donation to Locks Of Love, St. Jude's, or a gift card. Because as far as materialistic things go, I have no idea what I want. Oh and good books are always welcome.
What else to tell? I'm thinking about writing a book about a woman who just won't die. Over 1000 visits to the hospital and she's still kicking. But not until after Grandma's dead. Until then, a book about a girl and her sexual fantisies.
Well I promise to write more soon but until then, PEACE OUT!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
"IT’S CALLED CHRISTMAS WITH A CAPITAL C "
"IT’S CALLED CHRISTMAS WITH A CAPITAL C "
It’s called Christmas!
Well I went to the coffee shop to get myself a mocha,
The lady at the counter said "Happy holidays";
I said, "Thanks lady, I am pretty happy,
But there’s only one holiday that makes me feel that way."
It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
God's got a law and we pretty much destroyed it.
We’re gonna get judged, there’s no way to avoid it.
But Jesus came down to take the punishment for me.
He did it for you too, so maybe you can see . . .
Why It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
It’s called Christmas!
Well I went to the coffee shop to get myself a mocha,
The lady at the counter said "Happy holidays";
I said, "Thanks lady, I am pretty happy,
But there’s only one holiday that makes me feel that way."
It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
God's got a law and we pretty much destroyed it.
We’re gonna get judged, there’s no way to avoid it.
But Jesus came down to take the punishment for me.
He did it for you too, so maybe you can see . . .
Why It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas!
It’s called Christmas, what more can I say?
It’s about the birth of Christ
and you can’t take that away.
You can call it something else,
but that’s not what it will be.
It’s called Christmas with a capital "C."
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Walking On Broken Glass
Walking On Broken Glass by Ashley Allan
Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Cinderella. Some people would say she was too beautiful. The young girl harbored a dark secret. She had killed her first step-mother so her father would marry the housekeeper, Lady Sophia. For you see, Lady Sophia had 2 daughters and Cinderella always wanted sisters.
2 short months after Lady Sophia and Lord Lucas married, tragedy struck the house once again. Lord Lucas was riding home one afternoon when he and his horse were attacked. Lord Lucas fell at the attacker’s sword.
Once Lord Lucas was in the ground, the sweet Lady Sophia was gone. In her place was a wicked woman who treated young Cinderella like a stepping stool. Lady Sophia’s daughters, Annise and Charlotte, were no better.
Cinderella was expected to cook, clean, and be at her evil step families disposable. Anything Lady Sophia, Annise, or Charlotte wanted, Cinderella was to take care of.
A week before Halloween, the Royal Messenger came to the house baring an invitation from the Prince. It was addressed to all the women of the house.
To Every Eligible Women Of The Land:
The Prince, His Royal Highness Sir Michael Anthony
Is Throwing A Halloween Ball To Find A Bride.
Please Come In Costume October 31st.
The Party Commences At Sunset.
Lady Sophia and her daughters were out shopping when the invitation came. Cinderella was so happy for she never got invited to anything.
Upon Lady Sophia’s return, Cinderella showed her the invitation.
“And I’m invited too!” Cinderella exclaimed.
Lady Sophia cackled, “As though anyone would want you. You’re nothing but a grubby little shit. You’re not going anywhere.”
Hot tears rolled down Cinderella’s face as she ran to the dank little room under the stairs where she was forced to sleep. It was there she vowed to get revenge for the last 8 years. When she came out to make dinner, she was feeling much better.
Cinderella waited until bedtime tea before she slipped a little arsenic in Annise and Charlotte’s tea. Cinderella decided not to simply poison her wicked step-mother. No, she had a much more personal approach for Lady Sophia.
After everyone was asleep, Cinderella went into Lady Sophia’s room. Cinderella stood over Lady Sophia, watching her sleep.
“Lady Sophia,” Cinderella whispered unnerving. “Oh Lady Sophia. Your life is about over. Open your eyes and say goodbye.”
As Lady Sophia’s eyes flittered open, Cinderella began stabbing Lady Sophia over and over again. If anyone had taken the time to count, they would have discovered that Lady Sophia had been stabbed 107 times. Nothing but pure rage.
Thankfully no one ever came out to check on the women. That was yet another job of Cinderella’s after all.
Cinderella went to Annise and Charlotte’s room and stabbed them both repeatedly, even though they were already dead.
Cinderella burned her clothes and hid the knife where it would never be found. Then she took a long hot bath before going to bed.
The next morning she ran into town, screaming of murder. The local constable believed Cinderella’s story and the bodies were removed from Cinderella’s house.
On Halloween night, Cinderella dressed up as a witch and went to the castle. By the time she got there, the ball had already begun. The King was not very happy for he wanted the Prince to marry. The Prince had danced with all the girls though and he’d not fallen in love.
“Love at first sight only happens in fairy tales,” the Queen told the King.
At that moment, Cinderella walked into the ball room. Everyone stopped to stare at Cinderella. Even the Prince looked at her in wonder. Even the Prince looked at her in amazement. She was the girl of his dreams!
The Prince asked Cinderella to dance. When the song ended, the Prince took Cinderella out to the gardens.
As the tower clock struck midnight, Cinderella’s glass slippers shattered on her feet. The glass embedded in Cinderella’s feet and try as hard as they might, the kingdoms finest doctors couldn’t remove the glass.
Cinderella was to atone for her past digressions by walking on glass for the rest of her life.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl named Cinderella. Some people would say she was too beautiful. The young girl harbored a dark secret. She had killed her first step-mother so her father would marry the housekeeper, Lady Sophia. For you see, Lady Sophia had 2 daughters and Cinderella always wanted sisters.
2 short months after Lady Sophia and Lord Lucas married, tragedy struck the house once again. Lord Lucas was riding home one afternoon when he and his horse were attacked. Lord Lucas fell at the attacker’s sword.
Once Lord Lucas was in the ground, the sweet Lady Sophia was gone. In her place was a wicked woman who treated young Cinderella like a stepping stool. Lady Sophia’s daughters, Annise and Charlotte, were no better.
Cinderella was expected to cook, clean, and be at her evil step families disposable. Anything Lady Sophia, Annise, or Charlotte wanted, Cinderella was to take care of.
A week before Halloween, the Royal Messenger came to the house baring an invitation from the Prince. It was addressed to all the women of the house.
To Every Eligible Women Of The Land:
The Prince, His Royal Highness Sir Michael Anthony
Is Throwing A Halloween Ball To Find A Bride.
Please Come In Costume October 31st.
The Party Commences At Sunset.
Lady Sophia and her daughters were out shopping when the invitation came. Cinderella was so happy for she never got invited to anything.
Upon Lady Sophia’s return, Cinderella showed her the invitation.
“And I’m invited too!” Cinderella exclaimed.
Lady Sophia cackled, “As though anyone would want you. You’re nothing but a grubby little shit. You’re not going anywhere.”
Hot tears rolled down Cinderella’s face as she ran to the dank little room under the stairs where she was forced to sleep. It was there she vowed to get revenge for the last 8 years. When she came out to make dinner, she was feeling much better.
Cinderella waited until bedtime tea before she slipped a little arsenic in Annise and Charlotte’s tea. Cinderella decided not to simply poison her wicked step-mother. No, she had a much more personal approach for Lady Sophia.
After everyone was asleep, Cinderella went into Lady Sophia’s room. Cinderella stood over Lady Sophia, watching her sleep.
“Lady Sophia,” Cinderella whispered unnerving. “Oh Lady Sophia. Your life is about over. Open your eyes and say goodbye.”
As Lady Sophia’s eyes flittered open, Cinderella began stabbing Lady Sophia over and over again. If anyone had taken the time to count, they would have discovered that Lady Sophia had been stabbed 107 times. Nothing but pure rage.
Thankfully no one ever came out to check on the women. That was yet another job of Cinderella’s after all.
Cinderella went to Annise and Charlotte’s room and stabbed them both repeatedly, even though they were already dead.
Cinderella burned her clothes and hid the knife where it would never be found. Then she took a long hot bath before going to bed.
The next morning she ran into town, screaming of murder. The local constable believed Cinderella’s story and the bodies were removed from Cinderella’s house.
On Halloween night, Cinderella dressed up as a witch and went to the castle. By the time she got there, the ball had already begun. The King was not very happy for he wanted the Prince to marry. The Prince had danced with all the girls though and he’d not fallen in love.
“Love at first sight only happens in fairy tales,” the Queen told the King.
At that moment, Cinderella walked into the ball room. Everyone stopped to stare at Cinderella. Even the Prince looked at her in wonder. Even the Prince looked at her in amazement. She was the girl of his dreams!
The Prince asked Cinderella to dance. When the song ended, the Prince took Cinderella out to the gardens.
As the tower clock struck midnight, Cinderella’s glass slippers shattered on her feet. The glass embedded in Cinderella’s feet and try as hard as they might, the kingdoms finest doctors couldn’t remove the glass.
Cinderella was to atone for her past digressions by walking on glass for the rest of her life.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Pink For Breast Cancer Awareness :-)
So much has happened lately. Ryan went to the doctor today. They're going to do an ultrasound next Thursday. His appointment is at 9a.m. Unfortunately with my new job I have to be at work by 9. Otherwise I would be there with him. I'm so scared. Losing him will kill me. Everyone is trying to assure me it's nothing but how can they be sure?
As I said above, I got a new job. I'm going to be working in a deli/gas station. It's not a glamorous job nor is it one I actually want but I need a "normal" job. I'm drowning in bills. They need to get paid and babysitting sure as shit isn't going to pay them.
October is here. That means Breast Cancer Awareness month. Save the Ta-Tas, Save the World. Yeah, I went there. I don't actually watch Heroes but I love their catch phrase.
"Horrorcore" Music is being blamed for the murders of 4 people in Virgina. The murderer was down with the clown. If you get that reference, I'll love you forever. If not, it's an ICP reference. (Insane Clown Posse) ICP really brought "Horrorcore" to the world. You can't blame music for someones actions. Nor can you blame video games, movies, or anything else like that.
Barack Obama was awarded with the Nobel Peace Prize today. I can't really say that I agree with it. I think there are so many more people that are more deserving. I know that I am not the only person who feels this way. However I still want to congratulate President Obama for winning.
Also in the news today was an article about NASA's attempt to blow up the moon. I don't know about you, but I think the moon's pretty damn important and blowing up a bit of it just to see if there's water on the moon is idiotic. Now NASA says the moon strike worked. Of course they're not sharing whether or not there is water on the moon yet. NASA is so tight lipped anymore it's ridiculous. The problem I have with shooting rockets at the moon with the express intent to blow shit up is we could seriously mess up our world if we manage to push the moon just a mile off course. We live in a world of delicate balances. We don't want to complete fuck our futures up do we?
It seems that summer has given way to winter once again. Skipping fall completely. They are calling for SNOW. IN OCTOBER. This is going to be a really fucking long winter at this rate. I'm moving to Georgia. *sobs* I miss spring and fall. But I really miss spring. Warm rain, blooming flowers, and the beautiful scents that fill the air. Actually moving somewhere warmer is a good possibility. I bet I could convince Ryan to move to somewhere like Tennessee or Alabama. Somewhere with a lot of trains would get him moving.
As I said above, I got a new job. I'm going to be working in a deli/gas station. It's not a glamorous job nor is it one I actually want but I need a "normal" job. I'm drowning in bills. They need to get paid and babysitting sure as shit isn't going to pay them.
October is here. That means Breast Cancer Awareness month. Save the Ta-Tas, Save the World. Yeah, I went there. I don't actually watch Heroes but I love their catch phrase.
"Horrorcore" Music is being blamed for the murders of 4 people in Virgina. The murderer was down with the clown. If you get that reference, I'll love you forever. If not, it's an ICP reference. (Insane Clown Posse) ICP really brought "Horrorcore" to the world. You can't blame music for someones actions. Nor can you blame video games, movies, or anything else like that.
Barack Obama was awarded with the Nobel Peace Prize today. I can't really say that I agree with it. I think there are so many more people that are more deserving. I know that I am not the only person who feels this way. However I still want to congratulate President Obama for winning.
Also in the news today was an article about NASA's attempt to blow up the moon. I don't know about you, but I think the moon's pretty damn important and blowing up a bit of it just to see if there's water on the moon is idiotic. Now NASA says the moon strike worked. Of course they're not sharing whether or not there is water on the moon yet. NASA is so tight lipped anymore it's ridiculous. The problem I have with shooting rockets at the moon with the express intent to blow shit up is we could seriously mess up our world if we manage to push the moon just a mile off course. We live in a world of delicate balances. We don't want to complete fuck our futures up do we?
It seems that summer has given way to winter once again. Skipping fall completely. They are calling for SNOW. IN OCTOBER. This is going to be a really fucking long winter at this rate. I'm moving to Georgia. *sobs* I miss spring and fall. But I really miss spring. Warm rain, blooming flowers, and the beautiful scents that fill the air. Actually moving somewhere warmer is a good possibility. I bet I could convince Ryan to move to somewhere like Tennessee or Alabama. Somewhere with a lot of trains would get him moving.
The Perfect Moment? Every Time I'm In His Arms.
If You Can't Daze Them With Your Intellect, Baffle Them With Your Bullshit.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I will stand by you forever.
Today made one month for Ryan and I. Anyone who knows me, knows that's a fairly huge accomplishment. Most of they guys I've dated have found someone else to love by now or just fell out of love with me. I don't think that's going to happen with Ryan and I. He knows my fears and I know his, to a point. We both have things that are private. I have never assumed to know all his fears and I doubt he thinks he knows all mine. But we know the important ones.
I am so not going to start celebrating every month but the first month is very special to me. Ryan's birthday is the next big celebration on the horizon. He's turning 24 on the 23rd but we're not celebrating until the 23th because he'll be celebrating his actual birthday with his family. Some may wonder why I'm not celebrating his birthday with them. That would be because I haven't actually met them. It's not that I'm a secret per-say. Ryan's mother, Jean, knows about me but Ryan's father, Larry, and his brother, Sean, don't. At least they didn't last time I checked.
I don't feel like a secret usually but sometimes...Sometimes I do. I want to spend my life with Ryan, but I don't want to do it without his family knowing. I plan on having kids. Not right now, but before I'm 25, and I want them to know their fathers side of the family. Also, I'm pretty sure Ryan would want them at the wedding. I know some of you are going 'WTF?' out there but Ryan and I have always talked about marriage and we both want to get married eventually. Actually to be technical, Ryan already asked me. But it was just jokingly. We hadn't even known each other a week at that point.
Before we get married, or have kids, or even think about getting our own place together, Ryan and I need to talk about some things. We're not twins, and we need to figure out a way for this to work without either of us loosing our independence or our unique personalities. Like his love of trains and sports or my love of reading and writing. What's great is we do have a good amount of things in common. Like we both love playing video games, and we neither of us lets the other win. It's not that we're overly competitive, we just like challenging each other.
Every time I hear this song, I think of Ryan and how much he means to me.
I am so not going to start celebrating every month but the first month is very special to me. Ryan's birthday is the next big celebration on the horizon. He's turning 24 on the 23rd but we're not celebrating until the 23th because he'll be celebrating his actual birthday with his family. Some may wonder why I'm not celebrating his birthday with them. That would be because I haven't actually met them. It's not that I'm a secret per-say. Ryan's mother, Jean, knows about me but Ryan's father, Larry, and his brother, Sean, don't. At least they didn't last time I checked.
I don't feel like a secret usually but sometimes...Sometimes I do. I want to spend my life with Ryan, but I don't want to do it without his family knowing. I plan on having kids. Not right now, but before I'm 25, and I want them to know their fathers side of the family. Also, I'm pretty sure Ryan would want them at the wedding. I know some of you are going 'WTF?' out there but Ryan and I have always talked about marriage and we both want to get married eventually. Actually to be technical, Ryan already asked me. But it was just jokingly. We hadn't even known each other a week at that point.
Before we get married, or have kids, or even think about getting our own place together, Ryan and I need to talk about some things. We're not twins, and we need to figure out a way for this to work without either of us loosing our independence or our unique personalities. Like his love of trains and sports or my love of reading and writing. What's great is we do have a good amount of things in common. Like we both love playing video games, and we neither of us lets the other win. It's not that we're overly competitive, we just like challenging each other.
Every time I hear this song, I think of Ryan and how much he means to me.
Would you dance, if i asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back?
Would you cry if you saw me crying?
And, would you save my soul tonight?
Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh? Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die, for the one that you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight.
I can be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Would swear that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie, would you run and hide?
Am I in to deep?
Have i lost my mind?
I don't care, you're here tonight.
I can be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Oh, I just want to hold you.
I just want to hold you.
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
Well I don't care, you're here tonight.
I can be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
I cant be your hero baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
I can be your hero...
Monday, September 21, 2009
Autistic People
Autism. To so many people it's a scary word. To me it's not. The man I love is Autistic. My "aunt's" son is Autistic.
Autism is a brain development disorder characterized by impaired social interaction and communication, and by restricted and repetitive behavior. These signs all begin before a child is three years old. Autism involves many parts of the brain; how this occurs is not well understood. The two other autism spectrum disorders (ASD) are Asperger syndrome, which lacks delays in cognitive development and language, and PDD-NOS, diagnosed when full criteria for the other two disorders are not met. Not all people are diagnosed at such a young age though. My boyfriend wasn't diagnosed until recently. (A few years ago recent, not like last week recent.)
Every 1 - 150 people will be diagnosed with Autism. Autism is also 4 times more likely to occur in boys than girls. That guy you stare at because he acts a little different probably has a form of autism. Keep staring. Maybe you'll cure his autism. After that we can work on your social skills. I hate how so many people stare at Dane (My cousin) because he flaps his arms and is constantly moving. He's special. Get over it. He is also amazingly intelligent for his age. (He's only 4 or 5 I believe.)
These are some famous people with some form of Autism (Unspecified, Asperger syndrome, high-functioning autism, autistic savants, ect...) :
Ryan Joesph Wienen - my amazing boyfriend
Hans Christian Andersen – author
Lewis Carroll – writer, logician
Jeffrey Dahmer – serial killer
Emily Dickinson – poet
Albert Einstein – physicist
Thomas Jefferson – US President
Michelangelo – Italian Renaissance artist, based on his inability to form long-term attachments and certain other characteristics
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart – composer
Isaac Newton
Nikola Tesla - Serbian inventor, and electrical and mechanical engineer
Andy Warhol – American artist
Daryl Hannah, an American actress best known for her roles in Splash, Blade Runner and Kill Bill was diagnosed as a child as being 'borderline autistic'
Christopher Knowles, American poet
Michael Moon, adopted son of author Elizabeth Moon
Jasmine O'Neill, author of Through the Eyes of Aliens
Birger Sellin, author from Germany
Robert Gagno, actor from Vancouver
Dan Aykroyd, comedian and actor: Aykroyd stated he has Asperger's, but some feel he was joking.
Richard Borcherds, mathematician specializing in group theory and Lie algebras
Craig Nicholls, frontman of the band The Vines
Gary Numan, British singer and songwriter
Dawn Prince-Hughes, PhD, primate anthropologist, ethologist, and author of Songs for the Gorilla Nation
Vernon L. Smith, Nobel Laureate in Economics
Satoshi Tajiri, creator of Pokémon
Liane Holliday Willey, author of Pretending to be Normal, Asperger Syndrome in the Family; Asperger syndrome advocate; education professor; and adult diagnosed with Asperger syndrome at age 35
Temple Grandin, a designer of humane food animal handling systems
Hikari Oe, Japanese composer
Bhumi Jensen, Thai prince, grandson of King Bhumibol Adulyadej of Thailand; killed by drowning in the tsunami caused by the 2004 Indian Ocean earthquake
Dylan Scott Pierce, wildlife illustrator
Jim Sinclair, autism rights activist
Axel Brauns, German author of the autobiographical bestseller Buntschatten und Fledermäuse and filmmaker
Alonzo Clemons, American clay sculptor
Tony DeBlois, blind American musician
Jonathan Lerman, American artist
Jerry Newport is an author, savant, and has Asperger's. His wife, Mary Newport, is also a savant on the autistic spectrum (basis of the film Mozart and the Whale)
Matt Savage, U.S. autistic jazz prodigy
Tito Mukhopadhyay, author, poet and philosopher
Heather Kuzmich, fashion model and reality show contestant on America's Next Top Model.
Peter Tork, American musician (The Monkees) and actor
Jonathan Jayne, contestant on American Idol
Fictional Characters With Autism:
Lou Arrendale and his associates from The Speed of Dark by Elizabeth Moon
Seth Garin in Stephen King's The Regulators is an 8-year-old boy with autism and mental powers that can be used for good or evil
Simon Lynch in Ryne Douglas Pearson's Simple Simon is a 16-year-old autistic boy whose mathematical abilities enable him to break a NSA security code and as a result must be protected from the government
Darryl McAllister from A Wizard Alone, part of Diane Duane's Young Wizards series. His autism gives him an unusual perspective of the world that in turn gives him unique abilities as a wizard
Arnie O'Connor from Dean Koontz's Frankenstein trilogy. Main character Carson O'Connor's autistic brother, unnaturally cognizant of the events of the books and the object of fellow autistic, albeit synthetic, character Randall Six's obsession to understand the secret of happiness
Raymond Babbitt (played by Dustin Hoffman) from the film Rain Man
Daniel Connelly (played by Harry Connick, Jr.) from the film P.S. I Love You
Linda Freeman (played by Sigourney Weaver) from the film Snow Cake
Eric Gibb (played by Jay Underwood) from the film The Boy Who Could Fly
Kazan (played by Andrew Miller) from the film Cube
Simon Lynch (played by Miko Hughes) from the film Mercury Rising
Donald Morton (Josh Hartnett) and Isabelle Sorenson (Radha Mitchell) in the film Mozart and the Whale
Arnie Grape (played by Leonardo DiCaprio) from the film What's Eating Gilbert Grape?
Max Horovitz (voice by Philip Seymour Hoffman) from the animation film Mary and Max
Nell Kellty (played by Jodie Foster) from the film Nell
Brady Hauser, Mark Hauser's brother, is an autistic savant who is enlisted by his brother to steal corporate security information in the 24 episode "8:00PM-9:00PM (24 season 6)"
In the House episode "Lines in the Sand" , which focuses on an autistic child named Adam, the team suspects that House may have low-level Asperger syndrome in order to explain his unwavering protests at having the carpet in his office changed. Dr. Wilson, however, asserts that House "wishes" he had Asperger syndrome so that he would have an excuse for his rudeness and dislike of people.
The third series of Skins features the character JJ Jones who is diagnosed with Asperger syndrome
On The Shield, Vic Mackey's son Matthew and daughter Megan both have been diagnosed with autism
On the American Daytime soap opera All My Children, the character of Lily Montgomery, played by Levin Ramblin, is diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder
Conner, in the Canadian teen drama Degrassi: The Next Generation has Asperger syndrome
The boy who would become the DC Comics supervillain Black Manta was autistic
Jonny Do in Psi-Force was an autistic individual with pyrokinetic abilities
Tony Stark (Iron Man) is self-described as having Asperger syndrome
So many famous people have been diagnosed. It just proves that yeah, someone may be autistic, but that won't stop them from doing amazing things. I hope one day people will realize we don't need a cure to autism, we just need support. Please remember, just because some autistic people can't speak doesn't mean they don't have something to say. Let's help them talk. Let's help them use their own voice.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
What constitutes cheating? Going out with a friend of the opposite sex? Having sex? Holding hands? Going to a strip club and getting a lap dance? Personally I think it's subjective. Your beliefs define what cheating is. For me, cheating is:
Oral Sex
Sex
Hand Jobs
Making Out
(Pretty much anything of a severe sexual nature)
I don't consider going to a strip club cheating nor do I consider getting a lap dance cheating. Many people might. I think Ryan does. But you know what? It's just good clean fun...Well good fun...I'm not sure about the clean part. I guess I look at it like this...Would I feel guilty if I was doing the same thing?
You see Ryan went to a strip club last night with a friend. Said friend then paid for Ryan to have a lap dance. Now I was disappointed in Ryan but not for the reason people would think. I'm disappointed for 2 reasons. He didn't just enjoy himself and then tell me today. And he didn't wait so I could go too. ;) I could go to a strip club and not feel guilty. I might regret not taking Ryan with me but I wouldn't feel guilty because I went to a strip club or got a lap dance. It doesn't make me a bad person. It just means that I have a different standard than you do.
Other things:
Yesterday Ryan and I went to the reveal of the Extreme Makeover: Home Edition house. It was AWESOME! There were like at least 6,000 people there and we were all smooshed in but I got to spend the day with my baby and got to see Ty Pennington and Paul. It was amazing. He really isn't THAT loud in person by the way. Unfortunately, I got a really bad sunburn on my left arm, my back/neck, my face, and my right shoulder. I held and teased Ryan for most of the day. Afterwards we went to Lake Le-Aqua-Na because he's never been there before. I was so shocked. If you live in the north west you so have to go sometime. It's a beautiful place. So peaceful.
Some people have been asking me lately, why Ryan? They only see his faults and it's really pissing me off so I thought I would officially clear up, why Ryan. He calls me every night to say good night. He calls me just to tell me he loves me. He's not afraid to hold my hand in public and give me a kiss whenever I need it. He makes me laugh and smile. He holds me and kisses me all over. He listens and helps me through the pain. He's never been mean to me and he promises me he never will. He is my Prince Charming. My Cory. My Jasper. My yang. My everything. Got a problem with that? I don't need you in my life like I need him. I couldn't be any happier than I am when I'm in his arms. I love you doesn't even cover everything I feel for him. That's why Ryan.
Oral Sex
Sex
Hand Jobs
Making Out
(Pretty much anything of a severe sexual nature)
I don't consider going to a strip club cheating nor do I consider getting a lap dance cheating. Many people might. I think Ryan does. But you know what? It's just good clean fun...Well good fun...I'm not sure about the clean part. I guess I look at it like this...Would I feel guilty if I was doing the same thing?
You see Ryan went to a strip club last night with a friend. Said friend then paid for Ryan to have a lap dance. Now I was disappointed in Ryan but not for the reason people would think. I'm disappointed for 2 reasons. He didn't just enjoy himself and then tell me today. And he didn't wait so I could go too. ;) I could go to a strip club and not feel guilty. I might regret not taking Ryan with me but I wouldn't feel guilty because I went to a strip club or got a lap dance. It doesn't make me a bad person. It just means that I have a different standard than you do.
Other things:
Yesterday Ryan and I went to the reveal of the Extreme Makeover: Home Edition house. It was AWESOME! There were like at least 6,000 people there and we were all smooshed in but I got to spend the day with my baby and got to see Ty Pennington and Paul. It was amazing. He really isn't THAT loud in person by the way. Unfortunately, I got a really bad sunburn on my left arm, my back/neck, my face, and my right shoulder. I held and teased Ryan for most of the day. Afterwards we went to Lake Le-Aqua-Na because he's never been there before. I was so shocked. If you live in the north west you so have to go sometime. It's a beautiful place. So peaceful.
Some people have been asking me lately, why Ryan? They only see his faults and it's really pissing me off so I thought I would officially clear up, why Ryan. He calls me every night to say good night. He calls me just to tell me he loves me. He's not afraid to hold my hand in public and give me a kiss whenever I need it. He makes me laugh and smile. He holds me and kisses me all over. He listens and helps me through the pain. He's never been mean to me and he promises me he never will. He is my Prince Charming. My Cory. My Jasper. My yang. My everything. Got a problem with that? I don't need you in my life like I need him. I couldn't be any happier than I am when I'm in his arms. I love you doesn't even cover everything I feel for him. That's why Ryan.
Weapon of choice? The cheese grater!
I love my crazy, goofy, sometimes stupid, but oh so amazing boyfriend.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Austim Speaks Doesn't Speak For The Autistic.
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Happiness
Happiness. It's a subjective term. I have found my happiness. His name is Ryan. Ryan Wienen and no I still don't really know how to say his last name right. He's a great guy and oh so sweet. We've only been together I guess like a few days. But I already know just how to get him going. When we first started talking he promised me there was no way I would ever get him wrapped around my finger and that he was going to have me wrapped around his in no time. I guess he was wrong because I have him wrapped so tight around my finger right now I think I could ask him to do just about anything and he would.
We're going to a party Saturday and I'll admit, I'm a little nervous. Not because I'm seeing him but because I'm meeting his friends. We all know how influential friends can be. That and I think I'm also a little worried I might run into someone I know from my past. Because apparently he's friends with a lot of people I used to go to school with. Hell he works for Kevin's mum. I guess I'm also worried I won't live up to Ryan's expectations. But that's just me being me I guess.
Lately life's been pretty boring and yet still hectic. With the deaths, hospital visits, and sleepless nights, it's a wonder I'm still alive.
Logan's home now. She's like 8 pounds and doing really good. I wish I could see her but Jodi would have a fit if I did. Terry tells me all about Logan though. And Ariel has pictures I can see on her Facebook
Mum wants to see about doing another family poker night/cook out at Aunt Barb's. If Saturday goes well, she wants me to invite Ryan. I love Ryan but I don't know if he could survive such torture. Especially if like Dru comes over. Because that just wouldn't be fair to Ryan. You know...Dru and I should have a poker tournament to see who can win more. Since we're both such good card cheats it would be very interesting to see...There's a reason we're not aloud to deal.
Well I think I'm tired enough to try and go back to bed. I love Ryan and I can't wait for Saturday.
We're going to a party Saturday and I'll admit, I'm a little nervous. Not because I'm seeing him but because I'm meeting his friends. We all know how influential friends can be. That and I think I'm also a little worried I might run into someone I know from my past. Because apparently he's friends with a lot of people I used to go to school with. Hell he works for Kevin's mum. I guess I'm also worried I won't live up to Ryan's expectations. But that's just me being me I guess.
Lately life's been pretty boring and yet still hectic. With the deaths, hospital visits, and sleepless nights, it's a wonder I'm still alive.
Logan's home now. She's like 8 pounds and doing really good. I wish I could see her but Jodi would have a fit if I did. Terry tells me all about Logan though. And Ariel has pictures I can see on her Facebook
Mum wants to see about doing another family poker night/cook out at Aunt Barb's. If Saturday goes well, she wants me to invite Ryan. I love Ryan but I don't know if he could survive such torture. Especially if like Dru comes over. Because that just wouldn't be fair to Ryan. You know...Dru and I should have a poker tournament to see who can win more. Since we're both such good card cheats it would be very interesting to see...There's a reason we're not aloud to deal.
Well I think I'm tired enough to try and go back to bed. I love Ryan and I can't wait for Saturday.
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