URI Homecoming

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DANCE

Be thankful for the morning, and every breath you take. Be thankful for the friends you have, and the friends you've yet to make. Love those close to you with all your heart, stay strong when things feel like they'll fall apart. Have faith in tomorrow, but live for today. Take chances, have fun, even if it means to disobey. Say what you need, because you may not have another chance. And lastly, when you get the opportunity, dance.

Ann Coulter and the R-Word.

I just came across a letter written by a young man with Down syndrome to Ann Coulter about her use of the "R-word." The letter can be found here:
http://specialolympicsblog.wordpress.com/2012/10/23/an-open-letter-to-ann-coulter/

This letter touched me, and brought tears to my eyes, for this young man is so inspirational. I had to write him a letter in response to his.  However, I'm still in the process of finding out how to contact him.  So until then, I'm posting the letter here.
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Dear Mr. Stephens,

A friend of mine tweeted the link to your letter to Ann with the words “I seriously love this letter and this man. y'all should read this.”  So I clicked the link and read your letter.  I had tears in my eyes.  I commend you to the highest degree for your boldness to stand up for what is right.
                My brother has Autism.  One of my best friend’s younger brother has Autism.  He was the one that got me involved with “Spread the Word to End the Word.”  I am constantly correcting my friends, and colleagues, as well as the students in the classroom I am student teaching in.  I do it instinctively now, it’s like a little radar in my brain goes “beep! beep! beep!” and I politely ask them choose another word.
            I have the best job, I am a PASS worker.  I work with a seven year old boy named Danny, and a seventeen year old girl named Danielle.  They both have Down syndrome.  I do not know many people that get excited to go to work, but I am proud to say that I am one.  I aspire to guide Danny and Danielle to be strong individuals, like you.  You are an inspiration. 
           I’ve shared your letter with my younger sister who is a Special Olympics coach, as well as numerous other family members and friends.  It is people like you, people who stand up for what is right, that make the word a better place.
           If our paths ever cross, expect to receive the biggest hug you could ever imagine! J

I wish you the best in everything you do,

S

Just Class :)

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How to Tell if Somebody Loves You.

I found this on stumbleupon and it is so cute, and SO TRUE.

CLICK HERE. It's such a cute article 

My Thoughts/Reflections on "Hooking Up"

First things first, my definition of hooking up does not include sleeping with someone. But sometimes it does.

Okay, so recently some events in my life have caused me to stop and reflect on myself as a person, and my morals.  I joke with my friends saying that "I have no soul," that I am the "Ice Queen" because I don't really have emotions when it comes to guys.. weird, I know, you would think it would be the other way around.

I wasn't always this way.  I used to be the crazy, omg-he-kissed-me-(or texted or whatever)-he-definitely-wants-to-date-me type. Scaring guys away with my tendency to text them too much, or just come on too strong.  However, over the years, I have developed a characteristic that is the complete polar opposite of that girl.  I just don't care anymore.  I meet a guy--and whatever, I am not running to my phone the next day to text them "hiii:)."  In fact, if they do text me, I usually don't even answer.  I'm really a nice person I swear.

What's ironic is, when I do talk to a guy, regardless of if we have hung out before or anything, my caring personality would and is be misinterpreted into being "interested" or "clingy," when all I was doing was asking about your exam you told me you were stressing about... and they say girls are complex... so to solve this problem, I just stopped.  Seriously, I just starting to give zero fucks and said "yolo" a lot; stop judginggg.

So being a soul-less slut (hahah not really, at all) has been working for me.  Only, all my friends have boyfriends and are acting all grown up (vom) a part of me wants to have a steady boyfriend, but another part of me just wants to have fun and continue to not give a shit.
And recently I met a guy I had a freakishly lot in common with, like weird things you would never think you would have in common with anyone.. and I didn't even think about like, it becoming anything until he said "so you know, I'm not looking for anything, I just got out of a relationship..." something along those lines, he really knows how to make a girl feel special (kidding he is really sweet).  My response? "I just met you... it's cool though, don't worry, I have no soul or emotions." or something along those lines..I really have a way with words.  Thinking back on it, I made myself sound like a raging whore.  What I should have/meant to say is "I understand, don't worry, I'm not the clingy, attached type." ..even though that really not much better, but whatever.

I like having fun and not having to care or worry; but at the same time, I want a boyfriend, I want to have that nervous/butterflies in my stomach feeling when I see him, and be able to smile because he's mine.  I want to smile like a thirteen year old girl just got kissed on the cheek by Justin Bieber when I get a text or call from him, and just when I'm with him.  I want to fall in love.

BUTTTTT, until then I'm just gonna continue being reckless and have fun.

YOLO.

S

Be Your Everything

I'm obsessed with this song because it is my life.
Boys like Girls- Be Your Everything