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[03 Jul 2005|07:36pm] |
I never write in this thing anymore, so I think I'm stopping totally now.
Cheers all, and happy livejournal-ing.
xoxo,
sami
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| ladies and gentlemen, start your engines!! |
[14 Jun 2005|04:54pm] |
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I'm leaving for Indianapolis tomorrow...
for the United States Grand Prix!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm such a dork, I get so excited over formula one car races.
but its sooooooo much fun, and the cars are amazing! (not to mention the thousands of guys :P)
I am happy. Maybe I'll get on TV again for the third year in a row? We'll see.
I'll be going in the BMW pits on Friday. Sawweeet.
Hmm yeah! I'll be back next monday. I shall have my cellular device, so don't be a stranger.
Love as always,
sami
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[09 Jun 2005|02:52pm] |
SCHOOL'S OUT!
I'm never going back.
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[30 May 2005|12:24pm] |
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so I don't really write in this thing anymore.
hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
summer = needs to come this instant or i'll fucking blow your head off?
yeahhh
but only cause i'm loving this sleeping in thing. :)
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| where is bobby fisher? i don't know i don't know! |
[09 May 2005|06:51pm] |
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I am so relieved that that AP US test is done and over with. I don't know, it just feels like a huge weight is off my shoulders... plus we watched SNL in class today, which was pretty cool.
This weekend was pretty cool. Concert all day Saturday, and Jeff came.
Sunday... lunch with my family, uncle Clay, and senile grandmother. At least she made me laugh. And I now no longer look like Michael Jackson or Morticia Adams. I'm "gorgeous", which is quite a large step up from Michael Jackson.
My family is so weird.
I had a lot of stuff to write in this earlier but I forgot it all.
Must've been important.
Yep.
♥
Sami
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[01 May 2005|08:52pm] |
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Ok: here's something for you all to do.
Its called Random Acts of Kindness.
You can do anything.
Drop change for a little kid.
Pay for a car going through the toll booth behind you.
Anything.
But here's a good one that I did that made me feel so happy:
Say you're at the grocery store, or CVS, or something, at the checkout. Ask the person behind the counter what is their favourite kind of candy bar. They'll tell you. Ask them if they reccomend it. Well of course, it's their favourite. So, pick one up, and buy it, and as you're leaving, hand it to them and say, "Here, this is for you!"
They'll smile.
And you'll smile.
And all will be happy.
Do it! Its so much fun!
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| euphoria never felt so good! |
[23 Apr 2005|06:41pm] |
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Last night was the single most amazing night of my life. A dream that I've had for years and years and years came true– I never thought it would– and I'm riding so high right now.
Ok, I'm going to start from the very beginning.
I left after first block to go home, pack, and leave for Virginia for the Green Day concert. We got the hotel at around 3:00, and so Jeff and I got ready and we left for the concert at 4:30. We got there at 5, so we were pretty far up in the line. We chilled out, made friends with some funny drunk guys who promised to protect me as we rushed into the pit, and this hot guy with a mohawk came up to me and started talking to me about his band (check them out here) and I bought a demo off of him for $5. They're not bad!
Luckily for Jeff and I, they opened up the doors and started a brand new line, which we were at the head of. So we got in and managed to get FRONT ROW of the pit! We made friends with all the people around us, and they were amazingly nice and we had a great time killing an hour and a half before the show. Oh! I saw Adrienne Armstrong (Billie Joe's wife) onstage with his two absolutely adorable kids (they look like mini-billie joes), and was pretty psyched.
My Chemical Romance came on at 8, and I was totally squished against the barrier and it was so fucking hot and crazy, but it was so much fun! The guitarist and singer are actually extremely hot in real life, and they sounded really good. I had been told MCR wasn't the greatest live band (I love both their albums though), but I thought they sounded great. Also, the singer said the coolest and funniest thing, he was like, "Hey girls, if any rockstar guy who looks just as sharp as us ever tells you to show them your tits for backstage passes, you know what you do??" (all the girls were screaming) "Spit in his FUCKING face cause you're better than that sister!!! Don't let any guy do that to you!" I was laughing, but I thought it was pretty cool.
Yeah, so MCR finished their set and a half hour later, the famous pink bunny took the stage. He chugged a beer right in front of me, actually two, and was pretty trashed. He danced some then got everyone chanting "GREEN-DAY! GREEN-DAY! GREEN-DAY!" and worked everyone up into a huge frenzy. Finally, after "2001: A Space Odessey" music played, the boys of Green Day hit the stage and I was freakkking out!!!!! They launched into American Idiot, Jesus of Suburbia, and Holiday, and during Holiday, Billie Joe came down the runway coming off the stage and knelt down and I held my hand out and he grabbed it!! I was really excited, and it was so cool being two feet away from him as he sang and shit. Abso-fucking-loutely amazing! During another song he came onstage with these huge water guns and got this little kid in the crowd to help him squirt the pit. He came right next to me again and got me square in the face. It felt so good after being in that hot, sweaty pit.
Then, the most amazing thing ever happened. I'm shaking writing this. They started playing "Knowledge" by Operation Ivy, and I knew that at that point they brought three kids up on stage to make a band. So I held up this sign I made out of a pillow case that said, "I PLAY GUITAR (AND I'M CUTE)". Billie Joe saw it and grinned, and then got a drummer, and then a bassist. He kept glancing over to the area that I was, so I kept my sign up. He then said, "Alllllriiiight! Now we need a guitarist!!!!!!!" and walked STRAIGHT TOWARDS ME!!!!!! He pointed down (everyone around me was pointing at me to him) and had the following dialouge:
BJ: You play guitar???
SF: Yeahh!!!!
BJ: How long have you been playing?
SF: (exaggerating by a year) six years!
BJ: Six years? Really? Can you play three chords?
SF: Yeah!
BJ: Can you play four?
SF: I can play eight if you want!!
BJ: Then get your ass on stage!
This huge bouncer dude picked me up by the back of my pants and practically rocket launched me on stage! Billie Joe was walking to me, so I ran up and gave him a HUGE hug, and then he grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me. BILLIE FUCKING JOE KISSED ME ON THE LIPS! Needless to say, I was on cloud 9, and Billie Joe was like, "Are you ready??" Of course!!! He showed me what chords to play, and then put the guitar around my shoulders and leaned down and was like, "On the count of three, you start playing! OK?? 1, 2, 3!" and cranked the guitar to 10. I started playing, and Billie Joe lead me to the end of the stage and was singing behind me as I played. I looked down in the pit and all my new friends were going absolutely crazy and taking pictures and Jeff was crying cause he was so happy. Billie Joe then lead me back and had me stand on top of the drum riser, next to the bass player (also a girl), and I was looking at Tré Cool, who was like, LOOK AT BILLIE JOE!! So, I did, and BJ was pointing at himself to get our attention and said, "ON THE COUNT OF THREE, JUMP!" We had all been holding the last note, and when he went "1, 2 3!!!!" I jumped off the riser and hit the last chord, and the crowd– a sold out crowd of 8000 people– were going fucking NUTS. Billie Joe said something to the effect of, "Girls really can play much better than boys, can't they?" or something similar to that, and told me to stay there. He said, "Hey, whats your name??" I told him, "Sami!" He was like, "Sami? Sami! SAMI! SAMI, everyone!! (crowd screamed) Guess what Sami! You get to keep the guitar!!" I was like AHHHH and hugged him again, and handed him my sign (which he tucked into his back pocket), and this roadie grabbed the strap of the guitar and pulled me offstage as Billie Joe said, "Now get your ass off my damn stage!"
The roadie took the guitar and said, "You will be able to keep this guitar, but we'll keep it here till after the show so nobody steals it. Go with this guy," and then handed me off to another roadie, who took me by the arm and told me to hold out my hand, and gave me a green day pick (Billie Joe already gave me his). A crowd was forming and as I walked by they all were like, "HEY SAMI! YOU ROCK!" and gave me the rock on sign. The roadie told me to meet him back here after the show, and I went back and met my mom and dad and Jeff (who had crowdsurfed over to come see me, and Mike Dirnt gave him a high five as he ran past the stage), and just started freaking out. Everyone around me was like, "AHHH you're so lucky you did so amazing!!!!!" and during "Wake Me Up When September Ends" and "Good Riddance" I just was crying. It was the first time in six months that I'd felt happy, and that amount of happiness was overwhelming. I couldn't believe what just happened.
The rest of the show was amazing, and at the very end Billie Joe threw my sign out into the crowd, and someone caught it and took it home. I'm glad, I hope they use it!. Afterwards, I got my guitar, and all these people kept telling me what a great job I did, asked about the kiss ("It was ammmaaaaaazing" is how I replied every time, cause it was), and generally was really nice, shaking my hand and stuff. The bouncers I had made friends with in front of the stage came up and told me "I had made them proud", and finally my guitar came out. Its a black fender with all these American Idiot stickers all over it, and Billie Joe signed the back in a silver sharpie. I'm definetly going to put it in a glass case for display!
After the show I found the people I had been in the pit with, and I hugged them and thanked them for helping me get onstage. I got a shirt, and spent a lot of time talking to people, showing them the guitar if they asked. People kept coming up to me, and it was so cool being recognized like that.
I got back to the hotel at about 12:30, and didn't go to sleep until later. I'm bruised and sore and tired from the pit, but I am jus ton such a high right now. That was the most amazing thing evvvvvvvver!!!! Oh, and for the record... Billie Joe is my height (somewhere between 5'5" 1/2 and 5'6", maybe a little taller), absolutely adorable close up, has the friendliest smile ever, and Mike and Tré are really hot up close, too. Tré has the most manic look in his eyes I have ever seen, but its not surprising at all. He's mad.
That concludes my greatest moment ever. However, I am still absolutely in shock... it feels like a dream...
( all i know is that i don't know nothin' )</center>
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo,
sami
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[21 Apr 2005|04:35pm] |
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flyinhawaiian071:I had Green Day tourets today
samtherockstarr: me toooooooo
flyinhawaiian071: GREEN DAY!
flyinhawaiian071: BJ!
flyinhawaiian071: SHIT! DAMN! MIKE TRE!
samtherockstarr: AHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
samtherockstarr: FUCK!
samtherockstarr: BJ!
samtherockstarr: DAMMMN
samtherockstarr: TRE
flyinhawaiian071: YAAAARG!
samtherockstarr: what are you a pirate??
flyinhawaiian071: no, that would be yarrrrr...
flyinhawaiian071: there's a 'g' at the end of that one
samtherockstarr: oooooh okay that explains a lot
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[20 Apr 2005|05:25pm] |
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two days and i'm fucking spazzing
i need something like this soooooo bad so I am more than ready
the picture was from the last concert I went to in october
and the ironic thing is, its almost exactly six months to the day that i last saw them
and it was at their concert that i realised things were going to change in my life
like not because of them or the concert, but just... because. i was changing.
ahhhhhhhhhh sooooooooooo trippin and excited!!!!!
(happy 4/20 ya'll)
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[18 Apr 2005|05:28pm] |
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FOUR DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| mimes are the only ones who can free themselves from their box |
[09 Apr 2005|08:49pm] |
this was such a weird week.
thursday night i got so pissed off after someone said some horrible stuff to me, and even though i can normally brush those things off, i was on my last straw and just started freaking out and crying and shit. not because of what they said, per se, but because of all the stuff thats gone on since october. i woke up with red eyes that were completely swollen and disgusting, and went to school like that.
i got to second block and all hell broke loose or something. emma told me two pieces of really bad news, and we just were crying in the middle of class. we went to the bathroom and somehow ended up in an empty computer lab, just crying. we talked for a long time (and missed most of class, but who cares?) and discovered that we've been feeling the same stuff and never even knew it.
its weird to discover that after you think you've had so many differences with someone?
hmm yeah so then I had rehersal until really late, then rehersal again today, and i'm so fucking exhasuted from it all. like, emotionally and physically, or whatever.
summer. needs. to. come. now.
asdfasdlkj
xoxo and peace,
sami
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[06 Apr 2005|09:37am] |
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My mom overnighted my AFS application yesterday. It will be in Chris' hands before noon in Oregon and I will find out soon if I was accepted/what country I'm moving to/when...
I'm nervous.
Yeah I don't have too much to say in here.
I'll just tell you guys that I'm really sorry if I seem weird or annoying or whatever lately. I love you guys. I really do.
afsdkjlawkefj
guhhhh
xoxo
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| i'm gonna get me outta here |
[31 Mar 2005|05:08pm] |
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I got the rest of my papers for my AFS application
My mom just needs to type up her damn letter
And then I need to fix my photo page
And I'm done.
Scary and exciting!
Also,
I got my DBQ back in ap us... and I got a 98% bitches!!! 94% overall, and an 85% in the class, making me
HAVE AN "A" IN AP US!!!
Fuckin eh!
I was ridiculously excited after school
And had a job interview at the coffeehouse
It went well, I really want the job.
Saw melissa, carrie, emily, jenn, and andy at the mall (not together, except emily and jenn)
And got a hawt shirt from express.
Half days rock. Not enough time for things to go wrong :)
xoxo
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| you know its dangerous to be so into it |
[29 Mar 2005|08:14pm] |
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today started off terribly. foley breck is such an evil wench. i don't want to get into details, but she must stop teaching now or else someone is gonna snap...
yeah so I was busy giving her very dirty looks and flicking her off behind her back today. boy, i was in such a lousy mood.
second block was better. emma made me laugh as always cause she's so goofy, and miss mcbroom is getting me a hazelnut latte tomorrow morning (yay!!!). that made me happier.
third block, dance, fun.
during lunch i went up to madame kulps room and ate there, and worked on my letter to afs. i talked to her about some of my worries and such about getting accepted and all that, but she totally got my confidence up again by telling me about the letter of reccomendation she's writing for me. man, she was complimenting me so much and it was so sweet (for instance, she said i was the "quintessential student who would benefit greatly from living in europe, and she can't say that about many.") but i felt really overwhelmed cause i dont necessarily agree but it was nice to hear anyways. so, i'm working on my letter and i'm almost done!!! how exciting!!! i need to send it in very soon, time's running out.
fourth block i got back a whole bunch of frq's and dbq's from ap us, and found out that i'm actually doing really well in that class!!!! I have been getting really good grades on my writing tests, and my recent multiple choice wasn't as bad as usual. i have a solid b in that class with an 80.9% (since its such a hard class, the grades are scaled differently; 85-100 is an A, 75-84 B, 65-74 C, 55-64 D, 0-54 F. that made me really really happy and now i can study with a little more confidence for the dreaded ap test in may.
went for a run after school. just over a mile, but it felt better than the last mile i ran last week.
did nothing in tech, but got a cherry slurpee. happiness.
hmmm so yeah, it was a day that started off as the worst (4 hours of sleep does no one good), and turned out okay.
i needed a day like that.
thanks.
xoxo
sami
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[27 Mar 2005|09:56pm] |
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My letter to my AFS host family in France:
Hello foreigners!
I am absolutely thrilled to be writing this letter, and even more excited that you are reading it. I have dreamed of studying and living abroad for years, and I am glad to give my prospective host family a look into who I am.
My friends have described me as funny, outgoing, and optimistic. They still don't know why I often cry and throw fits at random, but my doctor usually tells me that more meds can make this less frequent. My best friend's name is Peter, and he's always there for me. My friends say they've never seen Peter before, but I know they're lying because I talk to him all the time. Also, I have been told that I have a vacant stare, but don't let that fool you because I am always watching.
I love learning languages, as they have always facinated me. I have studied French and Italian, and am currently learning Satanic so I can speak– literally– in tounges.
In my spare time, I like tormenting small children and cats, but not always in that order. My favourite music is the kind that you hear in funeral parlors, or the glorious violin work from "Psycho". Peter tells me that I can play it beautifully.
I would truly make an excellent addition to your family, and I hope that you choose me as your American foreign exchange student!
Sincerely,
Sami Fink
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| its sort of like being smacked in the face by a wellington boot, fuckin' 'ey! |
[24 Mar 2005|01:55pm] |
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Last night was a lot of fun; Christina, James, Andres and I went to the movies and saw "robots"... what a cute, trippy movie... haha.
Hmm so I'm working on my AFS application right now and I have to get it done by the end of this week. I'm almost there!!!!
I have nothing to do today other than this application because I was promised by Emma that she'd clear her schedule so we can actually hang out, which we haven't done since new years'. Well I held up my end of the bargain, but as usual, she didn't. Instead she's going to Mandy's boyfriend's suprise birthday party.
What nice friend.
Umgfughafd.
Whatevaaaaa.
(yeah I'm so cool)
I think a little downtown-frederick shopping is in order!
xoxo
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| oh my god becky, look at her butt, it fits in a bowl! |
[22 Mar 2005|04:30pm] |
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I hate drama.
For serious.
It realllly sucks and makes me feel gross all day.
But, I <3333 my friends so much... they make everything worthwhile!!
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I went to record and tape traders today (best store EVER) and got a living end cd. its awesome, very old school clash.
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Kenny just asked me to prom
I accepted
Should be fun!
He's such a good friend of mine.
(30 days till gd and mcr!)
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