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. [...]
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Song: {Navigate Me: Cute is What We Aim for}
Moods: Upset, Freakin out, Competitive, Excited, Owie
I knew of Cute is What we Aim For, before, but I've never heard of this song before today. My friend showed it to me on her iPod today, and its just too dang catchy. I was humming it all day. >< Its a bit dirty, I must admit. If you're not old enough to call 'doing it' sex, then do yourself a favor and don't listen to this song. :] Maybe when you're older and a bit more pervy, eh? EDIT: OMG, I'm listening to the song, and it's reminding me of an..event from yesterday. Taha. ;]
Upset:
Me madre. I won't give you all the grody and disgusting details, but we had a fight. A bad one. I got hurt [physically and emotionally] a lot in this one. Those Asian mothers...are really something, aren't they? Well my mom seemed to enjoy breaking me alot today. I was crying like mad, [I almost went into asthma attack mode] and I calmed down. She saw that and started attacking me again [verbally and physically.] and she won't stop till I start crying again. This has been going on whenever I'm at home. And when I'm at school, I'm still blubbering everywhere since it felt like my head was on fire. She used my own hair against me. (Y'know, pulling it, yanking it)
Lord help me. I need a psychiatrist.
The weapons she used against me today were very interesting. She used...
My hair.
Her hairdryer.
My hairbrush.
Interesting, is it not?
I will never do this to my own children. We'll resolve our problems by talking like civilized people, never by physicalities.
Freakin:
Well surprise suprise. Jazz has a surprise mini concert this Friday. SURPRISE!
I'm performing "Come Sail Away" by Styx. You know. That one song that goes "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me!"
I'm not ready! I sound horrible! No! Protest! Ahah it was funny though. We were practicing yesterday (The song) and I start singing and I hear people laughing. Mind you, my back is facing them, so I have no idea what the hell they're snickering about. So I thought they were laughing at my horrible singing. Either that, or my shirt was tucked into my underpants or something stupid. So the band director stops all of us and he's laughing. He says,
"Her back is turned to you, while she's singing, and you idiots are all laughing. What do you think she thinking right now?"
Turned out that one of my friends was acting out the song while I was singing the corny verses. (Know the lyrics? Look it up; most corniest song in the world.) So, yeah, I was good. But STILL, I'm not ready to perform on Friday. Jeeezus.
Competitive:
So you guys should know that when I get competitive, I get REALLY competitive. I don't go crazy about it; but I do get a lil' bit anal retentive. But I saw other peeps Latin Video today...and it made ours look like a bag of poop. No, I'm being really sarcastic--but it made our's look ok. So I decided that we're totally gonna get redemption for our entertainment portion, and food portion, and bazaar portion. No more foolin around, peeps! We're getting down to biznass.
Excited:
Thanksgiving Break is next week!
Owie:
I just got up to get a glass of milk (Hmm, it's nonfat. Interesting. I've always had 1%) and my leg slams into the desk. Now, I have a nice pretty in pink, three inch, gash on my upper leg. It burns! I hope it doesn't scar. I scar easily. Lemme see how many scars I have....
- On my knee
- On my left foot
- On my right leg
- Upper right thigh
- and on my boobie. (Now now, get your mind out of the gutter. I had surgery to get a fiber-whosiewhatsit out of it.)
So yeah. Don't need anymore scars.
I've had four glasses of milk.
My chest oddly feels like it's about to explode.
WIFE!: Hello.
Song: {Kiss the Rain by: Yiruma}
Moods: Happy, REALLY HAPPY!, Rainbowy
Happy:
First of all, my lovely wife, this song of the day is dedicated to you. :] Mwah!
Okay, SO, I'm back to normal today. Today, the Latin Project was finally turned in! And may I say so myself, we did a pretty good job. I'm proud of my group, despite the hell they put me through. But, hold the beer. That was just the Latin Project that was meant to inform the class of our topic/theme. The whole bonanza, crappy banquet thing is still in May. So a few more months of absolute torture, and we're all set! :D Yeah! GO team spirit!
REALLY HAPPY:
Um...I totally forgot. Again. Um. Okay, I'm gonna try to remember.... Um...
OH YEAH! Okay, so I made a complete self discovery today. So you know how before I was feeling all sad cause I was "alone" and crap? Well, I realized today that I'm not alone. I have my friends (and my wife.) ;] so why should I be sad? I'm not saying that I'm giving up on dating--but I'm just not going to mope about the dating scene anymore. But if, hey, you wanna take me out on a date, who am I to complain? ;]
Rainbowy:
It happened again today. They both went home and thought of ideas to toy with me; I know since girl #2 told me today after "her turn" was up. So yeah, they both had a lot more...zest and spotaneity then yesterday. Like instead of finding me in public areas, they got me in secluded places so the kissies would be...more zealous without anybody seeing. They found me in places...like the back alleyway to our school...behind the secluded drama building...in an empty hallway...They were frikkin everywhere! Girl #2 gave me a bump on the head because when she caught me in the hallway, she shoved me up against the wall and swooped down to attack! That qualifies as rape! Geesh. I've learned not to fight. It does no good; they just get rougher. So I just let them do whatever they want and then go on walking my way.
Man. By the end of this week, I'm gonna be like a pro in this kissing stuff. (Yeah, I know you like that!) ;] Sarcasm. [?]
Song: {Our Hell by: Emily Haines and the Soft Skeleton}
Moods: Mellow and "pretty rainbowy" if you know what I mean.
Mellow:
I dunno, I'm just kinda...off today. I'm not really hyper or anything today. Which is weird. Because I'm always hyper. Or I dunno, optimistic about SOMETHING. Maybe it's that song up there ^ ^ ^ ^ that's making me all calm. Or something. I'm not sure. Ugh, my dog is going beserk right now. I don't even feel like asking him to shut up. Its just...an off day for me. :| I need a hug from somebody. Anybody.
Rainbowy:
Ughhh I have some pretty weird friends mannn. So yeah, this morning, I see one of my girlfriends and she comes over to hug me as usual, but today, she like, I dunno...it felt like she was groping me. She was pressing herself up against me. >> I won't tell you which PART of her body she was pressing...but I think you can guess. Did I mention, that she's bi? ^^ It might help alleviate the confusion. So yeah, she knows her sexual orientation, don't worry. But then she sees another one of our girlfriends, and that girl, (who is also bi. Yeah, all the girls at my school are pretty much bi. Stupid boys toyed with our hearts one too many times, and look at what they get! RAINBOW POWA!) comes up to us, gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek (normal, don't worrwe kiss on the cheek all the time) but then turns to our friend, and starts making out with her. Now, my immediate reaction was "Ugh! Those betches didn't tell me that they started going out?!" so I pull girl #1 aside (after #2 left), and I'm like "Hey! You guys are going out? What happened to your other gf?!" She turns to me and goes "Oh I broke up with her. And two, we're not going out. That's just how we're saying hello now." and she pulls me forward and steals my first kiss! =o There was tongue action too, if you know what I mean. (all on HER side. I was desperately trying to claw my way out) But... its not that I don't dig chickies...but that was totally uncalled for! I was saving that first kiss. My lipginity has been taken! ='O AND then, girl #1 told girl #2, that apparently, I was in on their "hello kissing" circle now, so girl #2 saw me at lunch, pulled me aside and while we were both talking to each other, she grabs my face and pulls me forward and started frenching! I tried to pull away, but she just laughed and kept doing it. So I just stood there, unresponsive, until she was done.
I heart the both of them, but I'm worried that they're going to start a "slut status" for the both of them (and me!) if they're just gonna snog each other (and me) everytime they see me. (Save it for indoors... ;] kidding)
Song: {Light on My Shoulder by: Susie Suh}
Moods: Grr, Tired, Stressed, Weirded Out, Wow, Happy!
Ignore the suck-esque video. I couldn't find a good one. So just listen to the song.
Grrr:
My English teacher assigned to us (on Friday) a four page essay to do. It's due today at 11.59 PM. So me, the procrastinator, is working on it now. I'm just taking a quick break.
Tired:
I just am.
Stressed: History Project assigned as well. That one is due in two weeks. IT's pretty huge. And I get to do it on my country, Vietnam! Yoop.
Weirded Out: So my friend tried to hook me up with a guy...through MSN. Ugh, NO. He was really weird. Oh best part? He lives in New Jersey. What the faaack, seriously, I'm not going to "go out" with a guy, through MSN, who lives in New Jersey! The only way I would go out with someone online is: I have to be friends with them first. And they have to at least live in the same freakin state as I am. It was just a weird situation. She's talking to him on her computer or whatev. And she turns to me and goes, "He wants to talk to you." So I just type "hi there." into the computer and he immediately types back "Hey there, sexy." and I just said "Um... sexy? Really? You're gonna go there?" His response? "I'll go anywhere with you hun." So I went ballistic and went into a frenzy. I typed back something like "Do you even know my name? No, you probably don't. I don't do the flirting thing unless I know you. So I'll have to ask you to fuck off." And Oh ho ho...oh ho. He has the balls to say "One, your name is Samantha. Two, I love it when sexy girls get feisty." So after "politely" telling him off, I signed off and my friend just says "Isn't he totally cute?" I love her cuz she's my friend and all, but sometimes, she can be really DENSE.
Wow:
Did you know that there's this nifty chat thing on theO? I didn't, I just found out like ten minutes ago! You have to be a member for at least 3 months to use it, though. But I've been a member for like two years, so that means that I can make a ROOM. :D And if I wanted to chat with some of you, and I wanted it to be private convo, I could add a password for you to type into the nifty "password" box. ;] Ahhh so excited. I want to use it.
Happy:
Um. I forgot what I was happy about. >< Oops. If I remember, I'll add it on as an edit later. Eheh.
