The names Samantha. Nicknames: Sammi, Sam, Mantha, Sammich. Call me whatever floats your boat. I'm from the Vietnam, babes.
I always care a little bit too much. [...]
I'm a beta reader, so if there's any piece of writing that you want me to proofread before sending off for publication, just shoot me a PM and I'd be happy to help you!
:] <3 If you don't know me, get to know me. You'll have me for life.
Song: Sidedish Friend by Rachael Yamagata
Moods: Stressed, Scared?
Haha, love this song! Its about booty calling. ;D <3
Stressed:
Project. Due tomorrow. STRESSED!! GRR
Scared?
So technically, I'm supposta be meeting Greicko tomorrow. I kinda don't want to. I don't know why though. He seems like a nice enough guy, so I'll grit my teeth and do it.
OW MY NECK HURTS!!
MOTHA!
Holy crap, I need Advil.
BRB.
{PAUSE}
[....]
Kay I'm back. Anyways, my friend, the one hooking us up, (and I say that very lightly) says that he "really wanted" to meet me on Friday. Cuz, if you didn't know, I DID write him back. I was just bein meself. Told him about meself. Nothing special, so I don't know what's up with the eagerness. But I couldnt meet him after school. I had to go get my hair done for that atrocity of a jazz concert.
*shudder*
But Denny's was FUN! I ate there with my friends that came for the performance. IT literally took us an hour to find out what we wanted to eat. The waiter was adorable; his name was Jad. :D My friends said they felt like sloppy pigs; since I was all prim and dressed up and they were in jeans and a tee.
But then again, I wasn't looking very good that day.
And I sounded bad.
So.
Eh.
Having a bad night.
horrendous.
I was fugly.
and i sounded like crap
but i had fun with my friends!
at denny's!
Song: Somebody Kill Me Please by Adam Sandler {Found the video!}
Moods: Sick, Anxious, Draco Malfoy
OH SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE! I WANT TO DIE, PUT A BULLET IN MY HEAD!
Sick:
Guess what? I might have an ulcer! YAY! For you people who don't know what an ulcer is...basically you're bleeding...but on the INSIDE! Isn't that just spectacular! (Yeah, I've decided to at least ACT like I'm partially living.)
Anxious:
Jazz Concert tomorrow! Ah! :O Hope I don't barf on stage or anything crappy like that.
Draco Malfoy:
I spelt his name wrong yesterday. Its spelt "Greicko." :] Anywho...he wrote me his introductory letter today. Let me just say that I've never had so much in common with a male being, until today. He writes poetry. Reads English literature. Listens to music 24/7. Plays guitar.
Oh and he moved from Utah like last year.
Thats all I know about him.
OH and he's in track.
Yeah.
Song: Elephants by Rachael Yamagata
Moods: Still Sick, Draco Malfoy
Hands down, the most beautiful song ever. EVER!
Still Sick:
Obviously, I'm still sick. I can't keep anything down without upchucking. SO yeah.
Draco Malfoy:
My friend is trying to hook me up with some guy named Graco. Don't even know him; never seen him. Reminds me of Draco. From Harry Potter.
Sorry my posts are so lacking personality--but thats how crummy I feel right now.
Song: The song Robbie from "The Wedding Singer" sings about Linda during the movie. ><
Moods: Sick
Robbie: [light strums on guitar] You/ don't/ know/ how/ much/ I/ need you/ when/ you're/ near/ me/ I/ don't/ feel blue/ when/ we/ kiss/ I know/ you need/ me too/ I can't/ believe/ I found/ a love/ quite/ so pure/ and true.
[Goes to hard metal strums]
Robbie: BUT IT ALL WAS BULLSHIT/ IT WAS A GOD DAMN JOKE/ AND WHEN I THINK OF YOU, LINDA/ I HOPE YOU FUCKING CHOKE/
[goes to light strums again]
Robbie: / I/ think/ you're glad/ with what / you done/ to me/ I lay/ in bed/ all/ day long/ feeling/ melancholy/you've left/ me here/ all alone/ tears running constantly/
[goes to hard strums again]
Robbie: SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE/SOMEBODY KILL ME PLEASE/ SOMEBODY PLEASE/ PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE/ KILL ME/ I WANT TO DIE/ PUT A BULLET IN MY HEAD.
Sick an Tired
I think I have stomach flu. Puking all over the place. Ew. Tired. WEnt to bed at 3 AM. TIRED.
I feel nauseous.
Love you.
Bye.
