Following Stef onto tumblr.

Here.

I want to do all of the things I've ever wanted to do.
I want to continue to succeed and grow with my job.
I want to get out there on my own.
I want to do things my way.
And live the way I want to.
Without constantly over analyzing everything.
Without worrying about every little thing.
And just start not giving a shit about stupid things.

I don't even know.

So I'm sitting here in my room listening to Beach House and just thinking. My life is a complete mess. And I've missed it. And I'm not complaining. I'm thoroughly enjoying it. I deprived myself from being myself. I confined myself in one situation and just sat there and told myself that it's what I wanted. I miss the stupid things I used to do, the stupid situations I got in. I like being young, I like being carefree, and I like being free. The only person that I want to worry about hurting is myself. This is just a ramble of nonsense. Life has changed a lot from last summer, but in some aspects it's just the same. We've all grown, we've all made decisions that have impacted our lives. We may have lost ourselves for a time. But somewhere in there we are the same people.




And I just want to be me again.

OMG

Weird. It's been exactly one month since I've updated this thing.

I have nothing really, just random ramblings.

After next paycheck I'll FINALLY be all caught up in my bills and I'll be able to get my life on track.

It's my second week over at Montclair and it's been a great experience so far.

I seriously want to plan a trip to the Harry Potter theme park. Whose down?

TaTa.

There will be blood.
Coda: a Burn Scar in the Shape of the Sooner State.
Wet hair.
Kitties.
Great financial news.
Jeff Goldblum.
Brand New.
Snuggles seshes.
Zoos.

My life has turned into a constant circle of work, playtime with co-workers, and more work. With the occasional happy hour at On the Border and chill sessions at Lovesac.

Life's ruling.

I need to get to New York now.

I also need to get that black little pug I've always wanted.

Springtime! Springtime! Springtime!

I have no time for this thing anymore.

I'm sick. Ramen diet here I come!

I had a good weekend.
But I missed my friends :[.
Friday consisted of errands, turkey burgers, friends, and a shitshow at John's.
Woke up on Saturday, went home and spent the day in bed.
Went to Loop with some people from work and danced the night away.
Ended up at John's, made some pasta, drank some more and then finally passed out.
Woke up, hung around, got diner food, came home, Chipotle, and Red Mango.

Awesome life.

I'm surrounded by some of the most amazing people in the world. I am truly lucky.

"The Daddy Squid Rock Experience" -the wise words of Joshua Thompson.

Even though some shit is stupid, I've never been happier.

Here's only a few:

Fuck stupid bullshit.

I'm happy as a peach.

And now I'm cutting myself off from the world till Monday.

Just me and the people I care about.

I CAN NOT believe the shit that is happening in my life right now.

This weather has brought me WAY down. Sun come out soon.

I got a hand
So I got a fist
So I got a plan
It's the best that I can do
Now we'll say it's in God's hands
But God doesn't always have the best goddamn plans, does he?

I ain't quite the beauty
Pulls out two guns and shoots at the pretty, pretty view
Gotta keep thinking, things, hunters and kings
To block out the view, I gotta get
New bell to ring
New song to sing
A steady hand to ring
A readiness of things I do
I gotta get a new plan to bring to the people
People I can trick them into thinking anything
Oh and rust it just right in the light
It's gold, it's gold

Really?

Classic.

hand jive from Samantha Martinelli on Vimeo.

I CAN'T WAIT TO BE IN THE MOUNTAINS.

Goodbye to my dear:
Strong shoulder dress, lace ruffle dress, and green oxfords.

You'll be missed, but I'll be replacing you with some things I will actually wear.

For once I want nothing, except a good pair of Levi's cutoffs and black disco pants.

Today's such a tease. I need spring NOW!

The best fake parents ever.

I miss you 116 and passing out at parties together at 9pm.

Whoever can tell me what this picture signifies wins a prize.

RIP

You were a great little cat. (Even though you hated me and cockblocked me while I was a teenager.) You will be missed.

It's been an awesome week of fantastic shoe shopping:





I am so excited.

It would be so awesome if a big pile of money just fell from the sky and hit me in the head right about now.

And a big bottle of Advil to get rid of this massive headache that I've suddenly obtained.

I just want to own my disco pants. They make my ass look good.

Floorsets a-coming. Woooohoo. Now it's time to fall into a routine of work and sleep. I honestly can't wait to hide out every week for the next month or two.

These are amazing:




And so is this:

New obsession.

I hate snow and the fact that I'm stuck in my house for 24 hours.

Happiness is what we all want

I want to own you, but I don't know if I can spend so much money on you:

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I need something new.

Or something old to be new again.

We are alone, the world is not our home,
we breathe the air, we care,
We feel the pain, we cannot explain,
there are no words to be heard.

Please let this weekend be full of best friends, beer, and burritos.

Oh my God.
I need March now.
Nothing but a weekend full of beers, food, dancing, the woods, and 20+ of my favorite people.
Ahdflsdfsgs.

East Stroudsburg was great, but I'm glad to be back.
Somehow I managed to get today off so I've just been catching up on a lot of sleep.








I blew it taking pictures. But whatever.

Super exciting birthday plans. I can't wait!

I am an idiot most of the time.

Disappearing for four days. Psyched.

See ya next week New Jersey!

The result of playing at home with hair dye and Myspace bathroom shots.

Yay. No more tiger streaks!

My weekend:
Jim and Coke.
Beer in Ginger Ale bottles.
Dolls in domes.
Frog (turtle) heads.
My best friends silly drunk.
Smacking Stef's ass with a skateboard.
Panties on Dan V's head.
BJ breaking Pil's chair.
Late night walks to Quikcheck.
Verbally attacking Nick along with Stef.
Attacking Pil with Stef for her Ramen.
Passing out next to the trash bag on Pil's kitchen floor.
Waking up and getting Panera.
Crying.
Elisa's with some of my best friends.
Spanish beer.
Dancing.
Jumping on beds.
Lara hating me.
Grilled cheese.
Crying on Elisa's bathroom floor with Elisa.
The worm.
More dancing.
More beer.
Cooking a pasta meal at 4 am.
Snuggle session and the Hangover.
Waking up in a bed with Dan V and Lara.


And now I want more.

HELLLLO

Woo. Quiet weekend.

Friday night was a Law and Order marathon and Quikcheck with Pil.
Saturday consisted of my best friends (minus little Pil), Chipotle, tattoos, and driving adventures in Elisa's car. Then it was off to Hoboken with Tina to meet up with Karen for her birthday. However, that failed and me and Tina ended up by ourselves in some cheesy bar with a fog machine making the best of it.

And the last of my purchases for a long time:






And thank god for a vacation next weekend.
East Stroudsburg here I come.

Wah
Wah
Wah
Wah
Wah


I have a bank that's in the shape of a cat (courtesy of Rita):



I also need to stop having such grade school crushes on every guy I work with. Gay or straight.

"It was sober sex, so I just picture Sam like this ... Mothra as shit"
"Does anyone wanna play with my nipples ... ANYONE? ANYONE?"
"Am I a Mayor or a mare?"
"Someone play with my labiaS"
"I don't even know Ryan"
"Odd choice but okay, tell Liz she's gorgeous"
"He's so BRO, bro"
"Look at him and his fucking car bro"
"YOU DA BEST"
"Sam you go down first, it'll look weird"
"REMIX"
"I like laughing at Sam's expense"
"I'm never licking your ass again"
"I bet he has a smooth cock"


And I am sure there are a lot more.

The New Year is ruling already.
More to come later.