New year, same old shit.
_____When that clock strikes twelve, I won’t magically be over you. My hair isn’t going to be magically straight and calm like I wish it would be. I’m not going to get my splits magically. My virginity won’t come back. The time I wasted won’t return to me as if it never left. Those school grades exists. I don’t get starting new. Your past follows you forever. I...
A random post.
_____Tonight is apparently New Year’s Eve. lol. I really don’t get the big deal. I stayed up ONCE, last year. It’s just another hour and new year. Woo. Oh well. I think I’m just in a downer mood because of life sucking. I need something to get my mind off life. Seriously.
_____So, yesterday was Christmas. I don’t enjoy celebrating it too much, because I don’t really get the point. Whatever. I did get presents and give presents, though. I got my dad a storm trooper iphone case, which he loved and it already came in handy to help him find it. (My dad is blind if you didn’t know.) He also got a pair of Spiderman headphones. I gave my sister a few...
My perfect guy for my broken fairytale.
_____Fairytales are the worst thing a girl can ever know. They put horrible and untrue images of Prince Charming, who does not exist btw, in their heads and give them unreal expectations. I know there are many rants of this that exist, but I’m still going to add to the list. I’ve dated two guys, almost dated three more. All of the relationships were wrong because the guy didn’t...
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Wrote this a while ago.
_____I thought I had no secrets, because everything there is to know about me is something that at least one person knows. But that’s not true. I want to try this thing where I have no secrets. So here goes. My name is Samantha, and currently I am a nineteen year old female that is bisexual. I suffer from ADD and depression, and wonder why I’m not actually considered bipolar. I guess...
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End of the semester.
_____Slowly working on my blog to make it into what I want it to be. I have one more week of school and dance before break. Still breaking down quite a bit about the whole break-up, but I think I’m staying pretty calm overall. I’m not falling for Cesar, I do know it’s just like a rebound…I guess. I think I’ll just have to learn how to be single again. Anyway, viKtor...
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_____I can’t be falling for you again! I REFUSE! …but why?
_____BELOVED TUMBLR IS BACK! I talked to Doug and Heather a bit. Definitely helped me. Helped me learn that I was used and treated horribly. Wow. And now something smells. lol. I’m gonna blame Doug the cat. Really, I don’t have much to write, just the fact that I can’t vent on my blog was pissing me off. And wow, it REALLY smells. lol. EWW!!! I’m done.
My life to date.
_____Posers, fakers, haters…you’re all the same. You’re all out to get me, but I know I’m better than you. I am who I am. =) Anyway, I’ve been talking to Cesar a lot, lately. He’s been cheering me up, and I refuse to fall for him once more, although I do owe him ice cream when he gets home. lol. I have received all but two books for next semester. I’m...
I don't like breakups.
_____I get queasy having to even be near him. Guh. I’m trying my best to not lose it completely, especially since I want to do it most when he’s around (not by choice), but that tends to be when I’m in public. This is so hard.