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(no subject) [Nov. 23rd, 2009|10:04 pm]
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glamour kills tumblr [Nov. 11th, 2009|08:20 pm]
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just doin my street team duty!
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love these lyrics: paramore- tour intro [Oct. 19th, 2009|10:18 am]
so your father told you once
that you were his princess
but you don't see your castle
you cannot find your prince
and now you're grown a lot
and your dresses don't fit right
your daddy's not a hero
he stole your chariot

and here you are in pieces
trying to prove to us it's real
the softness of your smile
and the lies you want to feel
the scales beneath your skin
are showing off today
there's evil in your heart
and it wants out to play

there's evil in your heart
and it wants out to play

there's evil in your heart

and i have made a home here for me
you'll burn it down with your fantasy

and i have made a home here for me
you'll burn it down with your fantasy
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(no subject) [Oct. 14th, 2009|10:51 pm]
i wish i was beautiful.
i wish i knew how to breathe.
i wish i knew how to sing.
i wish i could kill the evil monster that lives inside me.
i wish i could be cared for unconditionally.
i wish i could be happier for longer than a day.
i wish i could bury my past.
i wish i could forget the future.
i wish i could quit college.
i wish i could move somewhere warm.
i wish i could be in solitude.
i wish i could forget all the pain i've been caused.
i wish i didn't know what abuse felt like.
i wish i was a good friend.
i wish i was a good daughter.
i wish i was a good sister.
i wish i wasn't always afraid.
i wish i didn't have to work.
i wish i was famous.
i wish i knew myself.
i wish i could figure out my purpose.
i wish i didn't have to go through this for the next 80 years.
i wish i wasn't so worthless.

i wish i was beautiful.
i wish i could forget my past.
i wish i wasn't so worthless.
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RIP meenuh =( [Sep. 23rd, 2008|10:35 pm]
omg mine and michaels big hamster ate the little one =( i am like. bawling. i don't have a dog or anything so she's like... a real pet to me. and i loved her so much =( like while michael was in vegas all i did was play with them and stuff. they loved each other... they always played with each other and kissed each other. and now the big one ate the little one!! why why why?! maybe she was sick. or maybe... they were just playing and it got taken too far. all i know is i am incredibly devastated. and poor, poor, poor michael and to find them and clean it up. i feel so awful for him =( i wish there was something i could do.



july 2008-september 23rd 2008
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11-02-03. [Nov. 2nd, 2007|02:53 pm]
[music |somewhere over the rainbow- judy garland]

it was a cold day, i remember that. i was freezing, and i had this really ugly outfit that i was mad i had to wear. i must have been PMSing that day because i was in a horrible mood. i was excited to be confirmed though. i felt an adult, and it was just something important to me. my grandma bosworth had called that morning to say she was running late and couldn't come to the church service, but would be at my house for our little party after. i was really dissapointed that she wasn't going to be there. later that afternoon, she came and the whole time at my party she was teasing me and giving me a hard time and i just became so furious at her. she was never like that to me. when she left, i don't even think i gave her a hug like i normally did. i didn't say goodbye. i didn't say i love you. she left at about 3ish. around 5, i opened the present she got me. it was a guardian angel pin with my birthstone in it. and a card that said "i'm so happy to be able to celebrate with you." it was almost like she knew... shortly after reading that, we got the phone call that she had a heart attack and was n the hospital. it turned out the reason she was late was because she had a stroke that morning. she should have gone to the hospital, but she thought it was important to come be with me. and all i could do was be rude to her.

she was in the hospital for a week. my parents went almost every day to visit her, and i wasn't allowed. on november second, all saints sunday, we were all sitting in church. she had recently had open heart surgery that was supposed to help her. our church randomly says families names during prayer time, and that sunday, they said our family's name. all of a sudden, the sun came out from behind the clouds and i looked out the window, and everything looked so peaceful. a feeling came over me, and i just knew that the worst had happend. right after the prayers, it got dark again. we got home about 15 minutes after that, and the phone was aready ringing. it was my uncle telling me to tell my dad to get to hospital right away. my parents left and were gone all day. late in the afternoon, my other grandma came over to bring us lunch and i thought that it was strange, becauseshe never did that. about an hour after, my parents came home to tell us my grandma had passed away. right at that moment in church. i don't think i have ever cried that hard.

for a week straight, my dad would sit on the couch in our living room crying, looking and holding a picture of his mom. i would catch him calling her apartment, just to hear her answering machine. and soon, i began to do the same. later, i found out everyone in my family did the same.

the night before her funeral, something strange happened to each one of her children. at my house, we had a glass angel that was crying underneath a mirror in my dining room. at like 2 in the morning, the mirror fell somehow, and so did the head of the angel. it was perfectly cracked off, no other part of the glass anywhere. and the mirror was just sitting on the ground, as if someone placed it there. my family thought this was a sign from her telling us not to be sad, because the angel was crying. at my other aunts house, there was a chair my grandma always used to sit in. and at 2 in the morning, their dog ran over to the chair and began barking at the chair like someone was sitting there.

the next day at her funeral, i just cried the whole time. someone made a nice speech, comparing my grandma to dorothy from the wizard of oz, since they shared the same name. my grandma loved the wizard of oz. he closed it by saying, "oz had their dorothy, and we had ours." and once again, the sun shone for a brief moment.

i didn't see my grandma that often, but my dad used to call her every single day, and i would talk to her. she was the only one in my family at the time who really thought i could make it as a singer one day. she reassured me that i could do it in college, and one day she'd come see me as a big broadway star. i'm sorry i let you down grandma, i really tried. and to this day before every performance i have, big or small, i always ask her to watch and i wear the guardian angel pin. and every time, i feel like she's there. she was so proud of me. and i know she still is.
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my cousin's fiancee. [Oct. 22nd, 2007|12:21 pm]
A year ago, Erik Metzler was tossing around baseballs with Cape Coral Little Leaguers and organizing Babe Ruth League tournaments.

There was no indication then his body would soon fail.

Today, the 28-year-old has trouble standing up without a hand from his fiancee. A college graduate who hopes one to day to earn a master’s degree, Metzler now has trouble talking, and struggles to flip through papers with his atrophied fingers.

“The hardest part of this is going from an active lifestyle where I’m always doing something, to now, not being able to,” Metzler said.

In April, Metzler was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s Disease, an affliction best known for bringing down another baseball player in 1941, but which still little is known about today.

In coming weeks, two fundraisers are scheduled in Metzler’s honor, including a Nov. 4 golf benefit organized by his friends at the Babe Ruth league. Profits will be split between the baseball league, the Muscular Dystrophy Association and Metzler’s medical bills.

Colleagues say before his affliction benched him, Metzler made tremendous contributions to city sports, despite his short number of years in the game.

But that just makes the rookie’s diagnosis that much harder to accept.

“I met Erik 10 months ago, and he was out playing catch with the kids,” said Bob Ryan, the organizer of the golf classic. “It’s just unbelievable.”

Metzler served for the past three years as a recreation administrator for Cape Coral. Before that, he was the athletics director for Fort Myers.

But his history with local sports goes back to his own days in the dugout. Before acting as the administrator for the Babe Ruth League in Cape Coral, he wore a uniform until he was 13. Later, he played football for Mariner High School.

He briefly left Southwest Florida to earn his bachelor’s degree in Kinesiology at Elmhurst College, where he also played football.

While there, he started dating Lindsay Stolz, then convinced her to come back to Cape Coral with him about five years ago. In December the two were engaged.

Planning a wedding and working full-time for the city organizing youth sports, Metzler was on a winning streak.

But in November, the first signs of his disease surfaced. Metzler began noticing some muscle problems, but attributed those to old football injuries. Initially, doctors did the same.

But within a few months, Metzler experienced problems with his shoulders and arms, and his speech started to slur. He underwent surgery in March, but his condition continued on a downward slide.

In April, two days before Metzler turned 28, he was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis.

Better known as Lou Gehrig’s, ALS causes a disconnect between the brain and muscles.

It was an unbelievable prognosis to those who knew the lifelong athlete.
“I was absolutely devastated,” said Gwynne Hickman, Metzler’s mother. “He has always taken care of himself and stayed healthy.”

Other than his football injuries, Metzler has never suffered a serious health condition prior to the onset of this disease. He had started taking cholesterol medication shortly before the diagnosis because of high blood pressure, and wonders if there is any connection to the ALS.

According to WebMD, between one and two people per 100,000 develop ALS in the Unites States. Men are slightly more likely than women, and it is most common among middle-aged and older people.

It is rare, but not unheard of, for those as young as Metzler to be affected by the disease. At the University of Miami facility where Metzler receives treatment, only one patient is younger than he is.

Its cause is still not fully understood, though experts believe it to be most likely environmental. Between 5 and 10 percent of diagnosed cases have a family history with the disease. Metzler does not.

Since his diagnosis, Metzler’s condition has sharply declined. He can still walk, but has trouble with his balance. His speech is now slow, and he carries a card in his wallet to inform any necessary parties that he is neither retarded nor drunk.

Metzler opted to continue his duties with the city through June, when the Babe Ruth tournament closed. But since then, he has been sidelined by the disease. City officials say the loss of Metzler has been a blow to the leagues.

“Erik is responsible for so much,” said Babe Ruth umpire Carl Boscarino. “He is the one who came in and brought those playing fields up to an acceptable playing standard. He is the one who got umpires who would stay here and not just leave after officiating one game. His organizational skills just blew me away.”

Metzler still stops by the city every few weeks to offer advise to successors, but no longer works full-time. In January, he starts collecting disability pay.

But at home, Metzler has a strong support system, he said.

Stolz said the couple spends more time inside than ever. Once a fisherman who enjoyed weekly boating outings, Metzler’s free time in his house is now spent surfing the Internet or watching ESPN and the Discovery Channel.

The disease also changed Stolz’s lifestyle. The two regularly used to eat out with friends, but now avoid public outings because of stressful scrutiny.

But she has never entertained thoughts of leaving Metzler, she said. Rather, the couple moved their wedding plans up three months after the diagnosis. They are scheduled to wed Saturday on Marco Island in a ceremony on the beach.

Doctors have assured the couple the disease will not hinder their ability to conceive children. But it does add some consequence.

On average, ALS patients live three to five years following diagnosis. Some live decades, but it is unclear whether Metzler’s youth will work for or against him. Stolz could be left raising any children alone.

Now Metzler is making his game plan without knowing how many innings are left, but he tries to keep up a spirit.

He has volunteered for drug trials, and committed to family to do whatever it takes to extend his life.

“It is better to be proactive,” he said.

But he also has to pace himself, as overexertion could lead to irreparable damage to his system. That is something his sports background did not always train him to do.

“In sports, its always push, push, push,” Metzler said. “Now I have to try and stop myself.

“But having played sports it gives you the focus. I say, this is my goal, to try and stay well.”
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diamond girl. [Oct. 1st, 2007|08:37 pm]
the law is the law.
(and only i know the law).
the cubs are the cubs.
l1 is a new time.
and
momma gon flip.
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