Longest Post in the History. Can you handle it?

Bored. It's 10:01 and I'm Desiree reporting here, from my computer room. I'm completely tired it's been a long day. I feel like posting like no other. lol. I found this story and it made me cry:

Ugly by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner.

His tail has long age been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, and even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness.

Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If ever someone picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbor’s huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. “I must be hurting him terribly,” I thought. Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear.

Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly.

Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply.

It was time to give my all to those I cared for. Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be like Ugly.

Okay is anyone else crying? Or am I just emotional?

Anyways...

What Went Down Today:

1. Watched that hilarious Sha-naynay video
2. Showered and got water all over the bathroom
3. Hung Out W/My Mom @ her house.
4. Ate Arby's and watched Dog the Bounty Hunter
5. We Made Peanut Butter+Chocolate Chip+Sugar Cookies. [ahem Jade I got that sugar cookie cough today girl ;D ]
6. Played Baseball W/A wild pack of 8-9 year olds.
7. Played a game involving cookies.
8. Stopped by for a bit of youth group
9. Sang in worship team
10. Came home.
11. Go on computer until 11.
12. Hence this post....

Wow. I'm pretty boring. aha. well I have a story about my crazy expierience with those 8-9 year olds.

Funny Moment A With 10 Year Old: "Your my best friend" -Desiree

"What is your name?" -Himachu

"Desiree" -Desiree

"Are you married?" -Himachu

"No. I'm 15." -Desiree

"Are you a miss or a misses?" -Himachu

"A miss" -Desiree

"Oh well I'm ten" -Himachu

LMAO......... little kids crack me up. Even though he's really not that much younger...

Watch this old school vid. of me and Jaymie.

Pot Pie :D

Death of an Innocent by: Elizabeth Beeson, Source Unknown

I went to a party, Mom,I remembered what you said.You told me not to drink, Mom,So I drank soda instead.I really felt proud inside, Mom,The way you said I would.I didn't drink and drive, Mom,Even though the others said I should.I know I did the right thing, Mom,I know you are always right.Now the party is finally ending, Mom,As everyone is driving out of sight.As I got into my car, Mom,I knew I'd get home in one piece.Because of the way you raised me,So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,But as I pulled out into the road,The other car didn't see me, Mom,And hit me like a load.As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,I hear the policeman say,"The other guy is drunk," Mom,And now I'm the one who will pay.I'm lying here dying, Mom....I wish you'd get here soon.How could this happen to me, Mom?My life just burst like a balloon.There is blood all around me, Mom,And most of it is mine.I hear the medic say, Mom,I'll die in a short time. I just wanted to tell you, Mom,I swear I didn't drink.It was the others, Mom.The others didn't think.He was probably at the same party as I.The only difference is, he drankAnd I will die. Why do people drink, Mom?It can ruin your whole life.I'm feeling sharp pains now.Pains just like a knife.The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,And I don't think it's fair.I'm lying here dyingAnd all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.Tell Daddy to be brave.And when I go to heaven, Mom,Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.Someone should have told him, Mom,Not to drink and drive.If only they had told him, Mom,I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.I'm becoming very scared.Please don't cry for me, Mom.When I needed you,you were always there.I have one last question, Mom.Before I say good bye.I didn't drink and drive,So why am I the one to die?

Tonight I would like to have a deep conversation about the fairness of life. So buckle you seat belts... Life isn't fair. If you can't handle the truth don't read. Life hurts sometimes. Actually more often then not it does hurt. It hurts those who don't deserve. It seems to be those least deserving that always recieve the pain. It doesn't make sense. Don't waste your time trying to figure things out. It's not worth it. Just live and make the best with what you got. You never know the pain those around you go through. Think your life is unfair? Try to be somebody else. Their pain could be ten times as bad as your own. Just a quick reality check for all of y'all out there ;]

A Friend By: Desiree Orth [A] ccepts you "V" and all [B] uys you Cheetos when your mad [C] olors pictures of deaf children for you [D] oesn't stop making you laugh when you are angry @ breakfast [E] ntrusts you with their Ipod Touch when they fall asleep [F] arts like a pro ;] [G] ives you options! [H] elps you when your not good today [I] mpresses your "friends" [J] ust listens [K] eeps calling me a reggin too much ;] [L] oves even when ILLS [M] emorizes your cute couple moments too [N] ever tries to stop having ghetto weekends [O] pens the mold infested fridge (with masks on) with you [P] oops and then rates it :D [Q] uiets your grandma =] [R] eggin revol [S] ells Uno cards [T] ells you how to pronounce "wolf" [U] nderstands when you have nervous breakdowns over spiders [V] acuums your dirty bookshelves with dishes gloves that have polka dots at the wrist on [W] ill ask WWJD ;D [X] plains what eson is :) [Y] ells at sreggin at the pond for you [Z] oo :D:D:D:D

ahahaha. That was heartfelt and it all goes to Jaymie. WOO HOO. to you. hopefully you read my blog this far. lol. if so congrads. and if anyone else read this far you rock I know who my real followers are now :D I will end this lengthy post with a few inspiring/funny/whatever quotes.

Peace Out,

Dezzy

"Baby our story is never ending" -Justin "Beauty as we feel it is something indescribable; what it is or what it means can never be said." -George Santayana

"Beauty is whatever gives joy." -Hugh Nibley

"As we grow older together, As we continue to change with age, There is one thing that will never change. . . I will always keep falling in love with you." -Karen Coldfelder

"Tragedy, sadness, loneliness and despair taught me that life is really a beautiful thing; if it wasn't I wouldn't be able to recognize that anything was wrong" -Greg Evans