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: {I Hate this Part by: PCD}
Moods: Pissed, Pissed some more.
Usually not a big fan of PCD, but I really like this song. It's not so much of their usual "BAM I'M SEXY, SEX ME UP SEXY BABY!" in your face stuff.
Pissed:
I wasn't allowed in the kitchen at all today. It pissed me off. I told my aunt and my grandma and my mom "You need to add more salt. You need to baste it now! You should take it out now! It's going to overcook! ADD MORE SALT!"
Did they listen? No. I'm a teenager, so they wrote me off in the beginning.
Well, who was complaining when the turkey was dry, overcooked, and tasteless? EVERYBODY. Well I didn't. I just smirked to myself and everybody else who didn't listen to me.
Pissed more:
Ex and I had a falling out--just when I thought things were cool. {{Hence, the song choice of today}} Grrr! I should really stop talking to him, huh? It's hard though, because when we were together, we were so close. I can't forget about sweetheart-him. Even when he's being grrrawr asshole-him.
I need my wife. :[
Song: {One Day I Will, Leave by: Yiruma}
Mood: OH YES, REBEL!
Oh yes:
I am officially promoted to Senior Otaku! Finally--after two and a half excruciating years here, I finally made it. About time, Adam, jeezus. :] Now, whenever I see my username accompanied with "SENIOR OTAKU" I'm going to giggle with girlish glee.
Rebel!
OH gosh. I've gone through my rite of passage--teenage rebellion. Yesterday, my mother and I had a falling out. As a result of that falling out, I got a myspace without her permission! Oh the adrenaline rush! I put it on private peeps, so don't worry about this girlie getting raped. And I'm only friends with peeps I know. So yeah... I'm just sick of being the good girl all the time--I guess doing this is a healthy thing for me. I'm always docile and obedient and having just this one act of rebellion has calmed me down a great deal. :] If you have one, give me the url to your profile so I can add you!
Song: {Circle by: Paramore}
Moods: Damn, Ew, Yum
Damn:
Today was a swing practice day at the Heritage Fountain (UBER FUN) and I found out that my partner likes me! =o TRAGEDY! God, effity eff eff this is always happening to me DAMMIT!
Ew:
Did you see Miley Skank last night on the AMA's? She was scream-singing the whole time. And she had some stripper moves for her microphone stand. Poor stand; got raped.
Yum:
I'm eating a BLT salad from Wendy's. Vocal lessons today, and I'm ALWAYS hungry during it, so I'm eating before I go. :] Wooo.
I should write more later. Yeah.
Song: {Supermassive Black Hole by: Muse}
Moods: Extremely happy (and not at the same time), relieved, freaking out.
Extremely Happy (and not): Well, Twilight came out yesterday. I'm not going to gush about it, so don't worry; I'm fully aware that I have friends on here who hate Twilight, so I'm going to respect them and not go all OMG! on them. BUT I do have to say, that I loved the music in the movie. Their decision to put Muse in the movie was a good one. When Supermassive Black Hole started playing, I screamed like a banshee. >< The movie was...different, but who am I to complain; you can't fit a 300 something page book into a two hour timeslot. May I just say, that if some of the cast members just shaved and cut their hair, they would look SPICY.
Relieved:
Turkey break.
Freaking out:
I pulled a muscle during swing. It hurt like a motha. I was doing a move called "The Grapevine." I can't really explain it other than: We do fancy footwork while twirling at the same time. Well, mid-twirl, a sharp pain shoots up my side and I collapse onto the floor like a rag doll, crying and clutching my side. Not my best moment... It burnt like hell whenever I would move so we had go Oscar's (the p.e.med guy) and he had to ceram wrap (its not really ceram wrap, it looks like it. That s.o.b. is impossible to break!) this bag of ice to my side. I felt pregnant. He wrapped it so tight, I couldn't bend my back, so when I wanted to sit down, I'd have to lean back and plop. Well, if this doesn't get better by Monday or Tuesday, I'll have to sit out during practice (WHICH IS BAD. Because my partner needs all the help and practice he can get. Without me, he can't practice.)
Damn.
Song: {The Call by: Regina Spektor}
Moods: Pooped, OH YES!, Flattered
TIME WARP SONG:
Jump to the left! And take a step to the right! Put your hands on your hips! And lock your knees in tight! And its the pelvic thra-a-a-ust! It makes you go insa-a-a-ne! Let's do the time warp again!
98% of America's population is bringing sexy back...I'm the 2% whose sexy never left."
Pooped:
My ab muscles are twitching. Seriously. They're like, alive today. Swing was strenuous, but still fun. Haha, so me and my old partner were teaching my new partner how to do the sweetheart hold. So, basically, you know how when you dance, the two of you are facing each other? Well, sweetheart hold has the guy switching the girl around so she's standing next to him and he's holding onto her waist. (It's so cute!) So me and old partner did that. Then he goes all crazy stalker status. So we're in the hold, and he says to new partner "See, nothing to it." Then old partner leans in and sniffs my hair all loud and is all saying in my ear "You smell different today." and everybody starts laughing and then he starts nuzzling my neck and is all "I want to bite you." Ahaha I was trying to escape and he just kept holding and saying "No! You belong to me!" Ahaha it was hilarious. Then Courtney attacked me and started tickling me like crazy. I was on the floor and I was trying to push her off of me. All the guys were standing there, staring. I yelled for help, but all my girlfriends went to the bathroom. So Courtney is literally on top of me tickling me everywhere and I'm trying to fight back. So the guys were like staring and going "Uh...what did you say, sorry." Ahhh what pervs.
OH YES!
Our entertainment portion for Latin is going to be kickass! I'm going to get my fellow jazzers, my fellow swingers, and The BBoys (break dancing group) to perform for our entertainment. Ha, Kevin! We're going to kick your ass! OH YES!
Flattered;
Oh this sweet little Freshie was all...cute? today. Well, what he tried to do was adorable...but the way he did it...oh poor kid was so awkward. So this little Freshman that I didn't know, comes up to me and he's holding a little teddy-bear and a rose. Basic conversation:
Him: H-h-i S-samantha.
Me: Hi there! Did you need anything?
H: Um...no. I just wanted to tell you something.
M: Oh. Okay.
H: *takes out a piece of paper* Your beauty is unsurpassed. The moon, the stars... *keeps going and he's shaking the whole time, then he stops.* Oh here. I got these for you.
M: Oh thank you, you shouldn't have.
H: So um...do you want to be my g-g-g-irlfriend?
M: Oh um, I can't really be in a relationship right now, but maybe you should go find another girl instead of me! ;] A girl who will say yes like THAT.
H: Oh um okay...Keep the bear and flower. I bought them for you.
Then he runs away and I didn't even catch his name.
A Message to My Beautiful Wife: Today, I opened a box of Honey Nut Cheerios and a toy came tumbling out! Guess what it was?! A GIRAFFE! :D Woop! Oh I'm sorry we never got to get riled up yesterday. :[ We're supposed to be on our honeymoon dammit! This isn't right! Maybe, if you catch me later, we can get really riled up. And maybe you can go ahead and gigglesnort like a madwoman again. You know how that turns me on. ;] Ahaha, wuv choo!
