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the reasons
04.30.05 (10:54 am)   [edit]

Here we go..

My life is good. If I ever make you think that its not then just stop f'n reading this journal because that is the main point. My life is so good. Im not the biggest christian in the world, I dont even go to church but I know that God has blessed me with a really, really good life and to have experienced it this far in the 16 years I have has been a great thing.


I have a wonderful boyfriend  who loves me with all his heart that Ive been going out with for a little over a year now who I have had like, 1 fight with in the entire relationship. I have great parents who support me and provide for me. I have stability. Even more I have a great extended family. I have good friends and good grades and every opertunity in the world.

But that doesnt mean there are times when its not great and I have bumpy roads. I mean allot of fucked up shit happens. Here is where I'll write it.


And thats it. Thats all I am here for

 
This chick named Sam
04.30.05 (10:36 am)   [edit]

Hello Blog.


I found this place a minute ago and figured it be the best *new* place for me to have as a hideaway. The thing is I used ot have this journal (online of course) that was my own place (not that my other one isnt) but a journal that no one knew about and was sort of the place where  I went to just let off steam and bitch if I needed to.


That was called eatmyface.diaryland.com. Now that diaryland.com has gone Kablui! I am sorta having to find another place. I have a <a href="http://livejournal.com/users/woodstockrok"&g t;livejournal</a> but about everyone I know reads it to check up on me. Sometimes the world pisses me off so bad I just want a place where I can yell and bitch and moan and have no one to protest me.


Thats why I write. Thats why I loved writing in the begining! Because when you write NO ONE can tell you that its wrong, or that you shouldnt be writing it, or that you cant..because you can. Within your mind as a writer you can do and write anything on your page. That has always excited me. And if I could make some fucking money off from it I would consider it as a career. But because its sort of a laugh to even think about supporting yourself on writing (without knowing your a superb writer) I just have to write on the side.


But that doesnt mean writing isnt with me forever. Its in shit like this that shows me I am and always will be a writer. HAVING to have journals to get things out. HAVING to write songs and poetry because I cant think straight unless that is out of my brain.


It sounds stupid but thats the way it is for me.


And see? I get off on long speeches about things that dont matter. But in this journal I want to be able to do that! And hopefully Tblog.com wont go Kabloui too and I'll be able to write here for a long time.


So here it is, my new outlet. Welcome to it if you ever stumble across..Please understand that my life isnt as hectic as I make it sound sometimes..Things are going to be SO exaggerated here *smirks* Its just, I need to get it out, I need to exaggerate sometimes. Listen to me, please?


But first let me explain alittle about my life, my world, so you might understand as you read.

Once..there was this chick named Sam.