October 2009
1 post
Lets talk about how long its been...
I haven’t wrote or posted a tumblog since AUGUST! Its OCTOBER! Oh man.
This is crazyness. I totally forgot about posting on here ):
Anyways. I’ve been single for momths and I’m kind of happy with it. I’ve been busy with school and WORK! I finally got a job. Receptionist at Supercuts. Call me and harass me :) please! Haha. I also switchd to tmobile and got the g1. Aside...
August 2009
1 post
long time no post
I’ve just been so busy. One of my bunnies had a seizure and died in my arms a week ago. I broke up with Nick mainly because I don’t want a relationship. I’ve just been so busy these past weeks and I think tumbloging has been hard.
July 2009
29 posts
its been an upsetting weekend...
On Saturday morning…an old friend of mine had a cardiac arrest and past away. I can’t really describe how I feel, other than upset and in shock. I’ve only cried twice but everytime I think about it…I get more and more upset and the tears build up. I know Erin wouldn’t have wanted us to be upset…I know she’s happy wherever she is…but I can’t...
rhode island means bunny.
Today, Nick & I traveled to Rhode Island to get my little bunny. Shes a mix between a rex and a dwarf. Shes so cute[pictures later]
I’m really happy I have her. Like…REALLY happy. Bunnies poop way too much though, ah.
i hope that you remain the same.
I’m officially addicted to Take my hand[Remix] by The Cab
weird as hell too cause I hate that genre of music…oh well!
I miss my boyfriend and my best friend. They’re @ warped tour….ah ): I mean i didn’t really want to go but now I do knowing i couldve been with all my friends and whatnot. oh well!
warped tour 09
NO I AM NOT GOING. stop asking. this year is not worth money. i like few bands and i would rather pay to see them induvidually then at a a huge music festival like thing where they’ll probably play at the same time.
BYE!
can i flash you?
so today i hung with nick! we painted the trim and ceiling in my new bedroom[yes i’ll upload pictures asap!] and just hung around my house. we went to 7/11 because nick doesn’t have any in his town…he got one of the massive ass slurpees…ahaha it was yummy might i add. after we hung around my house, we went outside so i could take photos of nick. i finally was able to sync...
busy bee.
The past few days I’ve been so damn busy…well this past week I’ve been busy. I decided to paint my room teal/pink thick stripes, and needless to say I’ve made a mess of myself…and my room. I moved from my upstairs room to my downstairs room[which was my 25 year old sisters room, until her ass moved out{finally}] and the walls were an ugly ass purple… I mean I...
i hung with my best friend for the first time in MONTHS today. she’s been wicked sick ): sleepover with her on saturday!
sleepover.
all i can say is that every day i fall more and more for nick.
MANDANESS LIKE MADNESS.
So me and my cousin are sitting in my bed…listening to 3OH!3. Lame. I painted all day with Hannah then Manda came back and sort of sat on her ass and ate and screamed when her mommy took a splinter out of her foot. Shes also almost 19…fail. “fuck you it hurt”-manda. “words of wisdom right there”-manda. I also almost added an e to wisdom. She keeps pointing at me...
i'm covered.
i’ve been painting from 4:30PM to about 10PM
FML
“Today, it was my birthday, and my boyfriend got surgery on his gallbladder...”
– fmylife.com
Hampton Beach NH
So I ended up taking my adventure to 711, amongst other places. Hannah and I walked around town from 5AM to 7:30AM and hung back at her house until about 8:15AM. A little while later Nick came by and scooped me up for our bigger adventure to Hampton Beach. Warning for all GPS users: make sure to update whenever you can. Nicks GPS is so out-to-date that it kept telling us to turn down...
I like adventures
I love traveling. I love going to new places. I love airports. I love airplanes. I love boats. I love trains. I love every damn form of transportation. I love journeys.
In fact, I’m making a journey to a far away place full of arabian men…a place where everything you could ever want was there…a place that I will stay up all night just to see. A place that I’ve been...
Gotta love the Red Sox.
Went todays game at Fenway with my dad for his 50th birthday. We played against the Kansas City Royals. Where the hell is Kansas anyways…? Anyways. We won obviously. During bottom of the 7th inning I convinced my dad that I didn’t feel good and wanted to go home. What he DIDN’T know was that family and friends were waiting at my sisters house[where he lives] for a surprise...
my "all nighter" last night and my day.
Epic FAIL. Sort of.
I went out to my desk to be surprised by my dad who was sitting out there drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette. Had my CAFFIENE FREE coffee[I don’t even know if its coffee then? Who knows…] and brought my flatscreen out to watch some MTV. I ended up making it til 7AM but fell asleep til 8:30AM due to my family being so loud…
A lot happened...
fuck you.
My mom made me move back in with her. I hate her. And no this isn’t teen “i hate my mother” kind of feeling, this is a “you ruined our entire family because you deny having problems and blame everyone else.”
I need to move back to framingham right now. I can’t deal with this house. Somebody kidnap me.
Sleeping all day staying up all niiiiiight.
So, Nicks coming over around 11-11:30. I stayed up talking to him all night and messing with my internet because it kept going in and out. FAIL. Finally started to work well now. Anyways. I’m watching Rosanne and I’m wondering why I can’t pull all-nighers well…I remember in 8th grade I pulled all-nighters all the time with little to no problems…but I’m literally...
dear internet,
why do you keep shitting the bed and not working properly?
i’d like a simple explaination, and for you to start working.
thank you,
Samantha
“this time we’ve got a first-class motive.”
– To Be Continued-Set Your Goals
i'll be there.
Lately I’ve been going crazy over Michael Jackson; god I miss him! I’ve loved him since I was a baby…so yes the news of his death kills me. At the end of his memorial service, his daughter Paris spoke and cried. It got to me. What on earth will I do when my loved ones die? They know I believe in ghosts…and my dad has threatened to haunt me…I was like “Dad...
the skies the limit
Maybe I think too much. Maybe my mind confuses itself and then I get too worked up over the possibilites life has for me. I want to become a professional photographer and make a living working for myself. Then again, I wouldn’t mind shedding 30 pounds and becoming a model. Though I’m too short and not prettty enough, I wouldn’t mind being dolled up and looking pretty. I also...
they really don't care about us...
Michael Jackson-They don’t really care about us
its been in my head for a few weeks now…I can’t get over him passing. One of my favorites since I was a kid…ah.
XOX
Rest easy Michael