August 15th, 2003

I'll hide from you...

Saving Kyle....a story

One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school,His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.

I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he
crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said,"Those guys are jerks, They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my
friends, He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think
about college. Kyle decided to go to Georgetown, I
was going to Duke. I knew we would always be freinds and that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd.

He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days.

I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, man, you'll do fine, don't worry!" He looked at me gratefully and smiled. "Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom
wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile."Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling at me with tears in thier eyes, I felt their hearts thank me. They looked at me like I was an angel. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse.
I'll hide from you...


All is good, yesterday I talked on the phone with Sara and the conversation we had was VERY informative and interesting, I must say.

I loooove talking to Sara, if I ever need any kind of reassurance at all, she is one of the people I would go to. Not ony that, but it's so damn fun talking to her because conversation never gets boring or stale. There is always a tid-bit or two of gossip to listen to. Even though I loathe gossip at club to the core, a certain percentage of it is ok if ya don't get too involved. Plus I'm not gonna lie about my on-going voyeristic qualities, wether they be visual or audio, muaaahaa.

SO yeah, went to Chi-Chi's with Jeffy after my talk with Sara, we had margaritas and chips and salsa :). We also talked about shit that's been going on, I got some stuff cleared up for me and like Jeffy always does, he reassured me a little.

So I feel better now. I need to stop eating so much, I have been really hungry lately and I snack alot. Imma get fat :(, and Rose always says "No Fatties!" LOL. Yeah, I need to control my eating habits more.

For example, I ate all of Carrie's cookies yesterday, they are the little ghetto Oreo's, they are not named "Oreo" but instead they are named "Creme filled cookie". I ate the whole damn package though, there were 18 in there and over the course of one day - I had eaten them all!

Note to self: Buy Carrie cookies. Stop eating them all up.

I am disappointed that Maynard's did'nt call me yet :( I hope they will call tomarrow.
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