The past two days have been amazing.
Incredible.
Beautiful.
Let me tell you about them.
Tuesday:
Work was lame, but that's completely okay because afterwards was amazing.
CJ said he wanted to take me out, so when I got home, I took a shower and got all dolled up. When I heard him knock on the door, I ran downstairs and opened the door.
There was CJ holding a single red rose.
Yeah. I melted.
He looked absolutely adorable.
As usual.
We went to Macaroni Grill and had a blast then it started raining...
but we went to downtown Annapolis anyway and met up with our friend Julius Davin.
Then it started raining harder so we went back to CJ's house and just cuddled :]
sigghhhh :]]
Wednesday:
I woke up to find that my car was fixed.
Let me explain. I haven't had my car for a year, so the fact that my grandfather fixed it means ALOT.
So I took it down to the mall and picked up a few applications
and finally just cracked and bought the hair extensions that I've been wanting for years.
Nearly 100$ later and I LOVE them.
I can't stop playing with them!
Okay, so then while I'm cleaning out my car, I get a text from twitter saying, "Congratulations, Kevin!"
So I call Emily and she tells me Kevin proposed to Danielle.
Squeal fest.
Major.
I am BEYOND thrilled for him. He deserves to be happy and I know that Danielle makes him happy.
I want to squeeze him :D
Okay, this post sucks.
It's late.
I'm watching a repeat of Letterman.
Jonas is about to perform :]
Life is good.
Work is not.
Night!
--Sami
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
"And at the break of day, I'll be your runaway."
Went to see Love and Theft today at the Hardrock Cafe in Baltimore.
They're so amazing.
They put me in the best mood :]
The weather was beautiful and NOT humid for once.
Minus the sketchy waiter who was NOT assigned to our table hitting on Emily and me.
That was weird.
I walked into the pavilion and Stephen was onstage doing soundcheck. I stopped dead because pictures really don't do that boy [or the other two] any kind of justice. He looked up and I just waved
like the idiot I am.
He smiled back and mouthed, "Hi."
Yeah, I died a little on the inside.
So then Eric walked by and I blurted out, "Hi, Eric!"
before I could curse my word vomit tendencies, he turned around and looked straight at me.
"Hey!" he exclaimed.
Then hugged me.
Cue death.
Then he thanked me for coming to see them play and talked for a bit.
Then Stephen came over and hugged me and Em.
[Brian snuck up on us and hugged me. I swooned.]
Talked for legit ten to fifteen minutes and then left.
He signed Em's magazine and then took it to Brian and Eric and got them to sign it.
Then they went up and started playing. They kept looking over at our section because we were singing along and just clapping so loud. :D
Ahhh they're adorable.
Then after we stood in line to get pictures and we were the last people pretty much so we got a bit more time.
So I walked up to Eric and said, "Hey, I forgot to tell you my name. It's Sami."
So he hugged me tight and then I moved to Brian and told him my name, and he looks at me and says, "But I met you over there with Emily!"
....oh yeah. Swoon.
So then I hugged him and moved to Stephen.
Hugged him and he grabbed a sharpie and a poster.
"How do you spell your name? S-a-m-m-i?" he asked.
I was struck by how adorable he was AGAIN and nodded.
Then I realized I definitely don't spell it that way, but he had already written it and honestly...
That boy could call me 'Frazzle Snazzle" and I wouldn't even care.
That goes for Eric and Brian. too.
"Sammi!!
LNT <3's you + no one can take that from you!"
he dated it.
Socute.
Then we got pictures.
Single of me and the boys and then one with Em :]]
I'll post them later. They're too adorable :D
Steph, their marketing rep, is legit the coolest person ever. She's hilarious and SO pretty!! Gah!
Eric gave Emily a smiley tattoo with sharpie on her arm.
I was a bit jealous xD
I feel like this is like, a novel.
Bah, but they were SO amazing.
And sincere.
And just...chill!
They obviously love their fans and really
what more could you ask of a band!?
Okay, pictures will be posted later.
Later :D
--Sami
They're so amazing.
They put me in the best mood :]
The weather was beautiful and NOT humid for once.
Minus the sketchy waiter who was NOT assigned to our table hitting on Emily and me.
That was weird.
I walked into the pavilion and Stephen was onstage doing soundcheck. I stopped dead because pictures really don't do that boy [or the other two] any kind of justice. He looked up and I just waved
like the idiot I am.
He smiled back and mouthed, "Hi."
Yeah, I died a little on the inside.
So then Eric walked by and I blurted out, "Hi, Eric!"
before I could curse my word vomit tendencies, he turned around and looked straight at me.
"Hey!" he exclaimed.
Then hugged me.
Cue death.
Then he thanked me for coming to see them play and talked for a bit.
Then Stephen came over and hugged me and Em.
[Brian snuck up on us and hugged me. I swooned.]
Talked for legit ten to fifteen minutes and then left.
He signed Em's magazine and then took it to Brian and Eric and got them to sign it.
Then they went up and started playing. They kept looking over at our section because we were singing along and just clapping so loud. :D
Ahhh they're adorable.
Then after we stood in line to get pictures and we were the last people pretty much so we got a bit more time.
So I walked up to Eric and said, "Hey, I forgot to tell you my name. It's Sami."
So he hugged me tight and then I moved to Brian and told him my name, and he looks at me and says, "But I met you over there with Emily!"
....oh yeah. Swoon.
So then I hugged him and moved to Stephen.
Hugged him and he grabbed a sharpie and a poster.
"How do you spell your name? S-a-m-m-i?" he asked.
I was struck by how adorable he was AGAIN and nodded.
Then I realized I definitely don't spell it that way, but he had already written it and honestly...
That boy could call me 'Frazzle Snazzle" and I wouldn't even care.
That goes for Eric and Brian. too.
"Sammi!!
LNT <3's you + no one can take that from you!"
he dated it.
Socute.
Then we got pictures.
Single of me and the boys and then one with Em :]]
I'll post them later. They're too adorable :D
Steph, their marketing rep, is legit the coolest person ever. She's hilarious and SO pretty!! Gah!
Eric gave Emily a smiley tattoo with sharpie on her arm.
I was a bit jealous xD
I feel like this is like, a novel.
Bah, but they were SO amazing.
And sincere.
And just...chill!
They obviously love their fans and really
what more could you ask of a band!?
Okay, pictures will be posted later.
Later :D
--Sami
Saturday, June 27, 2009
"Because I'm bad. I'm bad."
I'm still in my Michael Jackson funk. I spent the morning listening to him with my mom and just rocking out in the kitchen. Dance moves included.
Got a pedicure :] For any male that hasn't gotten one, let me tell you. They're heaven. I met a married man once that told me this: "There is nothing wrong with a guy getting a pedicure. It's like a long and satisfying orgasm."
...needless to say, I was incredibly disturbed.
My dad works late on Tuesdays and Fridays, so my mom and I drive to Glen Burnie and take him dinner. Subway today :] We went in the break room and watched MIB as we were eating.
I forget how much I love that movie.
"Hey...hey...HEY. OLD GUYS."
xD Will Smith.
My friend Max had a birthday party, so CJ and I went to that. It was alright. Really chill. Learned that rape alarms are effing LOUD...
...but incredibly efficient in making your boyfriend stop tickling you :D
All in all, uneventful day. I wish Forever 21 called back. Really sucks.
Can't keep my eyes open.
Bedtime.
xoxo
GossipGreg
Oh, Grogblog. How I miss you.
If you take away the fugly necklace and bracelet set that makes him look a bit homo,
he looks purely sexable.
Got a pedicure :] For any male that hasn't gotten one, let me tell you. They're heaven. I met a married man once that told me this: "There is nothing wrong with a guy getting a pedicure. It's like a long and satisfying orgasm."
...needless to say, I was incredibly disturbed.
My dad works late on Tuesdays and Fridays, so my mom and I drive to Glen Burnie and take him dinner. Subway today :] We went in the break room and watched MIB as we were eating.
I forget how much I love that movie.
"Hey...hey...HEY. OLD GUYS."
xD Will Smith.
My friend Max had a birthday party, so CJ and I went to that. It was alright. Really chill. Learned that rape alarms are effing LOUD...
...but incredibly efficient in making your boyfriend stop tickling you :D
All in all, uneventful day. I wish Forever 21 called back. Really sucks.
Can't keep my eyes open.
Bedtime.
xoxo
GossipGreg
Oh, Grogblog. How I miss you.
If you take away the fugly necklace and bracelet set that makes him look a bit homo,
he looks purely sexable.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
"No one wants to be defeated."
Today, my idol died.
The King of Pop has passed.
Michael Jackson is gone.
Words cannot describe how completely devastated I am. He was the reason I continued dancing. I can remember blasting "Beat It" and "Thriller"
trying to imitate moves and praying that someday I would meet him.
Knowing that I never will really sucks.
It's still surreal.
My parents found my 7th grade "Thriller" talent show performance. One word:
Embarrassing.
I fully plan on burning them.
Put my little thirteen year old self in the cone of shame.
[For all of you that haven't seen UP, go see it now to get that reference.]
His poor family. His poor children.
What really pisses me off is the way he was taken advantage of. Just because he was a little strange does NOT mean he was a molester. He was abused as a child which explains his emotional and mental distress, but that does not make him an abuser himself.
People saw him as an opportunity to make money and it disturbs me.
Michael, thank you for sharing your wonderful talent with us. You were taken away from us too early. You will always be my idol. I love you.
Back to my MJ dance fest. Yeah that's right. I can moonwalk. Damn, I'm good.
"You've been hit bym you've been struck by a smooth criminal."
<3
--Sami
The King of Pop has passed.
Michael Jackson is gone.
Words cannot describe how completely devastated I am. He was the reason I continued dancing. I can remember blasting "Beat It" and "Thriller"
trying to imitate moves and praying that someday I would meet him.
Knowing that I never will really sucks.
It's still surreal.
My parents found my 7th grade "Thriller" talent show performance. One word:
Embarrassing.
I fully plan on burning them.
Put my little thirteen year old self in the cone of shame.
[For all of you that haven't seen UP, go see it now to get that reference.]
His poor family. His poor children.
What really pisses me off is the way he was taken advantage of. Just because he was a little strange does NOT mean he was a molester. He was abused as a child which explains his emotional and mental distress, but that does not make him an abuser himself.
People saw him as an opportunity to make money and it disturbs me.
Michael, thank you for sharing your wonderful talent with us. You were taken away from us too early. You will always be my idol. I love you.
Back to my MJ dance fest. Yeah that's right. I can moonwalk. Damn, I'm good.
"You've been hit bym you've been struck by a smooth criminal."
<3
--Sami
Monday, June 22, 2009
"I try to turn on my TV to get you out of my head..."
Blogging is extremely therapeutic.
Anyway, I'm sitting here in my kitchen listening to Lines, Vines and Trying Times, attempting to figure out my life. I have absolutely no money for college this year. I'm paying for school; not my parents. (They paid for 12 years of private school and for that, I am grateful.)
Since I refuse to bury myself in loans, I have two options.
Option 1:
I commute to Towson.
Simple, right?
Incorrect. It's as simple as catching Waldo and we all know how IMPOSSIBLE that is.
I have classes Monday-Friday and it's approximately 88 miles both ways. My mom and I figured it out and it would be about 200$ a month for gas.
Um, no.
Option 2
I go to AACC for a semester.
Or two.
That's not a terrible option, but I would definitely miss Steve, James and Sara :[
Plus, I'd be closer to CJ.
I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do, but I have a bit of time to think it over. I'm filing a special conditions form to try and get more financial aid.
Anyway, I've got a summer cold. I'm sneezing and sniffling and coughing nonstop. I look super beautiful.
Not.
I have an interview at Forever 21 on Wednesday. I love that store :] Can you say discounts? Wish me luck!
I desperately need a new phone. My EnV2 sucks. It's my second one...
Stupid Verizon.
DC Jonas concert: 21 days
Philly concert: 30 days
:]
Oh! and follow me on Twitter!
www.twitter.com/samanthajeanx
iloveyou
--Sami
Anyway, I'm sitting here in my kitchen listening to Lines, Vines and Trying Times, attempting to figure out my life. I have absolutely no money for college this year. I'm paying for school; not my parents. (They paid for 12 years of private school and for that, I am grateful.)
Since I refuse to bury myself in loans, I have two options.
Option 1:
I commute to Towson.
Simple, right?
Incorrect. It's as simple as catching Waldo and we all know how IMPOSSIBLE that is.
I have classes Monday-Friday and it's approximately 88 miles both ways. My mom and I figured it out and it would be about 200$ a month for gas.
Um, no.
Option 2
I go to AACC for a semester.
Or two.
That's not a terrible option, but I would definitely miss Steve, James and Sara :[
Plus, I'd be closer to CJ.
I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do, but I have a bit of time to think it over. I'm filing a special conditions form to try and get more financial aid.
Anyway, I've got a summer cold. I'm sneezing and sniffling and coughing nonstop. I look super beautiful.
Not.
I have an interview at Forever 21 on Wednesday. I love that store :] Can you say discounts? Wish me luck!
I desperately need a new phone. My EnV2 sucks. It's my second one...
Stupid Verizon.
DC Jonas concert: 21 days
Philly concert: 30 days
:]
Oh! and follow me on Twitter!
www.twitter.com/samanthajeanx
iloveyou
--Sami
Sunday, June 21, 2009
"Say that you need me, I know you're decieving."
I'm going to take a leaf out of Emily's blog.
Basically, I'm stealing her idea.
Top ten celebrities I want to marry.
[in this order.]
1. Joe Jonas.
Why?
I find myself asking myself that question often.
2. Greg Garbowsky.
Why?
He's the man.
Master basser.
3. Milo Ventamiglia
Why?
Every girl has to fall for a bad boy [Jess]
or a superhero mimic [Peter].
4. Robert Pattinson
Why?
The hair and the accent.
Oh, and the whole, "I-play-a-gorgeous-self-tortured-vampire-that-is-pretty-much-walking-sex" thing.
5. Ryan Gosling
Why?
The Notebook.
'Nuff said.
6. Shane West
Why?
I have a thing for bad boys with a soft side.
Sue me.
7. Greg Smith
Why?
Ever since I saw him in Zenon and The Patriot I was hooked.
Everwood just confirmed my addiction. His voice is sexy.
8. Ryan Reynolds
Why?
You can't help but love a guy that played a fat cheerleader turned hot.
Plus, he's Canadian.
Mountie costume, eh? ;]
9. David Henrie
Why?
His sarcasm and blunt attitude is just plain sexy.
Oh, and have you SEEN him without a shirt?
10. Rupert Grint
Why?
I just adore him.
Ron Weasley is such a win :]
Not mentioned:
Nick Jonas
Why?
He's jailbait.
Sigh.
Kevin Jonas
Why?
I love him and Danielle too much to even attempt to break them apart.
Taylor Lautner
Why?
Again with the jailbait.
What are they feeding these celeb minors these days?!
Johnny Depp
Why?
Too cliche.
Though I do love me some Jack Sparrow.
Okay, back to business.
Summer is slightly boring.
I need a second job.
I have absolutely no financial help for college.
I'm going to two Jonas Brothers shows.
Their new album is epic.
Go buy it now.
No, seriously. Do it.
I need a new phone.
It's 4AM.
I need sleep.
Or coffee.
...bye :]
--Sami
Basically, I'm stealing her idea.
Top ten celebrities I want to marry.
[in this order.]
1. Joe Jonas.
Why?
I find myself asking myself that question often.
2. Greg Garbowsky.
Why?
He's the man.
Master basser.
3. Milo Ventamiglia
Why?
Every girl has to fall for a bad boy [Jess]
or a superhero mimic [Peter].
4. Robert Pattinson
Why?
The hair and the accent.
Oh, and the whole, "I-play-a-gorgeous-self-tortured-vampire-that-is-pretty-much-walking-sex" thing.
5. Ryan Gosling
Why?
The Notebook.
'Nuff said.
6. Shane West
Why?
I have a thing for bad boys with a soft side.
Sue me.
7. Greg Smith
Why?
Ever since I saw him in Zenon and The Patriot I was hooked.
Everwood just confirmed my addiction. His voice is sexy.
8. Ryan Reynolds
Why?
You can't help but love a guy that played a fat cheerleader turned hot.
Plus, he's Canadian.
Mountie costume, eh? ;]
9. David Henrie
Why?
His sarcasm and blunt attitude is just plain sexy.
Oh, and have you SEEN him without a shirt?
10. Rupert Grint
Why?
I just adore him.
Ron Weasley is such a win :]
Not mentioned:
Nick Jonas
Why?
He's jailbait.
Sigh.
Kevin Jonas
Why?
I love him and Danielle too much to even attempt to break them apart.
Taylor Lautner
Why?
Again with the jailbait.
What are they feeding these celeb minors these days?!
Johnny Depp
Why?
Too cliche.
Though I do love me some Jack Sparrow.
Okay, back to business.
Summer is slightly boring.
I need a second job.
I have absolutely no financial help for college.
I'm going to two Jonas Brothers shows.
Their new album is epic.
Go buy it now.
No, seriously. Do it.
I need a new phone.
It's 4AM.
I need sleep.
Or coffee.
...bye :]
--Sami
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I totally forgot this even existed.
My bad.
Well, I survived my spring semester without any serious problems
but nothing ever stays drama-free in my life for long.
I love people that choose their significant others over their best friends.
Really, that just warms my heart.
Especially when the significant other feels unnecessarily threatened by me when it's common knowledge that I've been in a relationship for about a year and have no interest at all in my best friend.
Then the significant other decides to tell people false statements regarding my sexual activities.
Um, excuse me. Anyone that knows me is aware that I don't have sex. Way to do your research, idiot.
The virginity issue is becoming a big discussion topic. It's always brought up and I'm either mocked or scoffed at. It's my decision and I don't think I'm better than those who do it. I'm not better than anyone. That's not what the ring is about.
Now I know how the Jonas Brothers feel.
If it's brought up, I'm going to just start saying, "I don't have sex. The end. New topic."
Well, now that's over.
One year for CJ and me is coming up next month. It's weird because the only other year long relationship I've been in was with Matt, and that was...dysfunctional. Not to mention way longer than a year. He got accepted to Drexel and I'm so proud of him. He sent me the sweetest text message and it just made my crappy mood go away. "We may not be perfect people, but we make a perfect couple."
Have I mentioned that I love him?
His friend Joe took this picture of us:
=]
I'm hopefully going to be a Resident Assistant next year, meaning free room and board, free meals and my own room. Score. If I don't get the position, I'm in trouble due to the failing economy.
Thank you, Barack Obama, for making it ten times worse and putting us into a deficit that my grandchildren will still be paying off.
And that's the beginning and end of my political rant, promise. I'm about as sick of politics as you probably are.
Changed my minor to acting. Pretty psyched about that.
Joe's taking some pictures of me so I can start sending my amateur portfolios out to agencies. Maybe something will come out of that?
I don't know, but I'm tired of saying "what if" all the time.
Here's a picture that I'm quite fond of:
Spring break: 3 days.
Matt's visiting: tomorrow!!
love,
Sami
Well, I survived my spring semester without any serious problems
but nothing ever stays drama-free in my life for long.
I love people that choose their significant others over their best friends.
Really, that just warms my heart.
Especially when the significant other feels unnecessarily threatened by me when it's common knowledge that I've been in a relationship for about a year and have no interest at all in my best friend.
Then the significant other decides to tell people false statements regarding my sexual activities.
Um, excuse me. Anyone that knows me is aware that I don't have sex. Way to do your research, idiot.
The virginity issue is becoming a big discussion topic. It's always brought up and I'm either mocked or scoffed at. It's my decision and I don't think I'm better than those who do it. I'm not better than anyone. That's not what the ring is about.
Now I know how the Jonas Brothers feel.
If it's brought up, I'm going to just start saying, "I don't have sex. The end. New topic."
Well, now that's over.
One year for CJ and me is coming up next month. It's weird because the only other year long relationship I've been in was with Matt, and that was...dysfunctional. Not to mention way longer than a year. He got accepted to Drexel and I'm so proud of him. He sent me the sweetest text message and it just made my crappy mood go away. "We may not be perfect people, but we make a perfect couple."
Have I mentioned that I love him?
His friend Joe took this picture of us:
=]
I'm hopefully going to be a Resident Assistant next year, meaning free room and board, free meals and my own room. Score. If I don't get the position, I'm in trouble due to the failing economy.
Thank you, Barack Obama, for making it ten times worse and putting us into a deficit that my grandchildren will still be paying off.
And that's the beginning and end of my political rant, promise. I'm about as sick of politics as you probably are.
Changed my minor to acting. Pretty psyched about that.
Joe's taking some pictures of me so I can start sending my amateur portfolios out to agencies. Maybe something will come out of that?
I don't know, but I'm tired of saying "what if" all the time.
Here's a picture that I'm quite fond of:
Spring break: 3 days.
Matt's visiting: tomorrow!!
love,
Sami
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