The names Samantha. Nicknames: Sammi, Sam, Mantha, Sammich. Call me whatever floats your boat. I'm Vietna-namese. I'm sick of my last name.
I swing. I sing. I write. I bake. I psycho-analyze you. I love you.
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.
Ah! Hi everybody! Let me just get this out of the way really quick.
Merry Christmas! And a Happy New Year! And a Happy Upcoming-Lunar-Year!
Woo. Anyways. LOOONG hiatus. -.- And I never even said "BYE BYE." I'm sorry, but I have not had any time to go online what with my ILLNESS [I said illness, people], FINALS, AND STUDYING.
So, am I alive?
Yes.
Do I still love you?
Yes.
But this does mean that I won't be able to come on as much as I used to [or want to]?
Unfortunately, yes.
Hahaha, I come back online today, and I noticed that two of my subscribers, had un-subscribed. Looks like they were getting bored with me already. LAME MOVE GUYS, GEEZE.
[insert JK here]
I say LAME MOVE, because even though I'll come on less and less, it also means that my writing becomes LESS CRAPPY. Because with all this time I'm not blabbing about my life to you guys;; I'm writing. And I promise, I'll only post up the good, concentrated, stuff. :] <3
Okay, quick review of what's happened lately:
1. Jazz auditon/final today: Look up "Solitude" by Billie Holiday. The song will melt your heart.
2. Chem Final today as well. I almost died.
3. Drama-for-your-mama with two best friends + one of their boyfriends [who is my son] [not really.] But you get the drift... can anybody say LOVE TRIANGLE any louder?
4. Tiff with a good friend. Booo, I hate those.
5. And just an interesting tidbit...
I haven't had a night's rest of more than 5 hours for three weeks straight!!
I am EXHAUSTED!! n_n <3
Well time to go study for History.
Oh and I get my PSAT scores tomorrowwww. WISH ME LUCK.
I love you guys! <3333
OH ONE MORE THING.
I NEED A NEW SWING PARTNER.
You knew I couldn't get through one post without mentioning Swing SOMEWHERE right?
Anyways, my leg's gimpy because he pulled me too hard on a move and I crashed into the piano...
I love him, but seriously, he needs to practice with something other than a freakin broomstick at home.
No song today, but rather, a poem. This is "I Carry Your Heart" by E.E. Cummings. This is for my Bfftitis: best friend times infinity times infinity squared; she's like my one and only sister. She's going through a hard time, so I'm thinking of her. :] We don't have a song, but a poem; so hope you enjoy our poem.
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
Oh jeez. Most of the drama is going on with my bfftitis. She's kinda, letting off her load onto me, so its stressing me out majorly. So I'm a little touchy and sensitive today; so if I say or do stupid things; its since my minds not 100% focused on you; sorry. :[
Oh and I met Greicko today. May I just say that he has an incredibly good sense of fashion? Man, never seen a guy who's manly enough to wear a scarf before. :D I think we can be friends...and he can help me shop. xD
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.
