
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
wow, i have 30 followers.
i decided it's about time you all got to know me a bit more.
30 followers, so i'm thinking, 30 facts about myself (:
1. my full name is samantha paige mary lea griggs.
2. i'm 5ft2.
3. right now, i'm listening to weatherstar - postcards
4. i live with my mother, step father and baby brother.
5. i have my septum pierced.
6. i have bright green eyes, i like them.
7. favourite movie, dirty dancing.
8. i suffer ocd. it gets worse when i'm stressed or anxious.
9. my mumma is my hero.
10. my favourite colour is pink.
11. i love ash stymest.
12. i want to go backpacking around italy.
13. i have a grey mazda familia, with a huge dent in the back and bad sun burn.
15. ice cream is my weakness.
16. i drink far to much coffee, that is far to strong.
17. i work at the ymca.
18. i like lace.
19. skins is my favourite show.
20. my ears are stretched, left 10mm right 6mm.
21. i need to colour my hair, 'cause my regrowth is insane.
22. i like to play on the swings. it reminds me of being a kid.
23. i have a huge sterio in my room, yet i still just play music off my ipod's built in speaker.
24. snod is cool.
25. i don't talk to my biological father.
26. i'm scared of needles. like, panic attack or punch a nurse in the face scared.
27. i want to be a nanny when i grow up.
28. i'm really close with my grandfather, he means a lot to me. i love him.
29. i like reading while listening to acoustic music and drinking tea.
30. i'm 17 years old. born on january 23 1993.
p.s thankyou so much for following me!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
i got sent home from school today.one of my teachers said this to me...
"there is no point in you being here when you're like this samantha. you look like death. go home. sleep. have some "me time". go do all your school shit in your own haven. you look like you need it. so, go home and rest.''
y'know you're run down and stressed out far to much for your own good when teachers send you home from school.
nine assignments and/or essays due in. i only take five classes. fml.
i need a break, from everything.

Freddie: Yeah man, what the fuck am I doing in your house?
John: Elizabeth and her mother have expressed dissatisfaction with my methods. It’s perfectly understandable. I am something of a maverick.
Freddie: You never helped her at all! She’s worse than she ever was now.
John: Anyway, I’m hoping to keep working with her regardless. There are some things I haven’t tried.
Freddie: Are you deaf? Listen, we don’t want you. Just stay the fuck away!
John: Indulge me a moment longer. I admit I was arrogant. Stupid. I made mistakes. I got too close, I feel terrible. I care too much.
Freddie: Stay away from her.
John: I’m too human! We are essentially creatures of instinct. Passing whims. And really on those profound moments. I can’t let you have her, I’m afraid. She really does love you, you know.
Freddie: Hey, come on. Just open the door, yeah?
this was one of the most intense things i have ever seen,
i cried, a lot. also felt sick.
still in shock, after almost a week.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
i don't know if it's that i have high expectations in people, or i let them in to easily. but for some reason or another, i seem to be feeling really let down and fucked over lately. it's not on. i can't handle this disappointment, and treatment. i'm sick and tired of it. i think it's time to put some walls back up...
Monday, March 15, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Freddie: There’s no future without her.
Cook: Fuck the future.
Freddie: There’s nothing anymore!
Cook: There’s nothing but now, mate!
Freddie: What have I done? What did I do?
Cook: You went to the end of the fucking earth, man. The end of the fucking earth. You’re gonna have to go further now, mate. For her. For you. For me.
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