Be happy.

"Why won't you let yourself be happy?"

"What is there to be happy for?"

Be happy for yourself. Be happy for your life, that it has form, even if it is not perfectly moulded yet. 

It may be the peace before or after the storm, but it is still peace. Be happy for that peace. 

Be happy because things are not sad. Crave, but be content. Be happy for everything you have, even if it is not all you want. 

Be angry when things go wrong, be sad when things are bad, but be happy when things are okay. 

Let things be okay. When life is not going out of its way to be good-but it is not going out of its way to be bad-be happy then.
Things will always be wrong, things will always be right. Heal the bad, be happy for the good.
Be happy. 

~Sam

I wish I was a bit of bubblewrap.

I wish I was a bit of bubble wrap.
Protecting things precious,
But more desired than them all.
Light and soft and easy to bear,
But with aeons of joy in each bubble of air.
Evincing a child's focused delight in all,
Calming and soothing and easing all cares.
Never quite over, no matter how much you tear.
Always, always with a bit of love to spare.

~Sam writing like the five year old she is at heart

Why I Want the World to End In December

Because it would be SO COOL, to begin with.
Because I want to know what happens.
Because I want it to happen in my lifetime.
Because I don't want to die alone. I'm the girl who drags someone along with her everywhere she goes [reminds me of Harry's dilemma with Cho in the fourth book, harr harr], so yeah, I would prefer for a couple of billion people to accompany me on my final journey, too.
Because life sucks and then you die. [Had to say that.]
Because I want to know when I'm going to die so that I can plan the remainder of my life accordingly. Even a couple of weeks in advance would be fine. I don't like living in ambiguity (the irony, considering this is my natural state of existence), and how am I supposed to plan out my life if I don't even know how long I'm going to live for? [I have a post on this and I would link you to it but Í'm supposed to be working (surprise, surprise)].
Because I'm a last-minute-r. I've spent most of my life leaving things to the last minute, and I'd like this to happen when I'm relatively young so that when imminent death galvanizes me into finally living out my disproportionately long bucket list, I have the energy and the will to do so in a proper manner.
Because..other things which I don't have the time to articulate. Suffice to say, it is a long and convincing list.


~With a pinch of morbidity,
Sam 

I dream.

Of being on the New York Times bestseller list.
Of having memes of my quotes, fangirls (boys?) of me.
Of being happy.
Of being sexy.
Of finding Him.
Of being beautiful, in love.
Of chocolate cake.
Of opening a bakery. (I can't bake, this won't happen.)
Of marrying a baker.
Of bakery-scented deodorants. (Yes, I like bakeries.)
Of comfortable stilettos.
Of long, beautiful hair.
Of a beautiful house, and an even more beautiful home.
Of a world with no mosquitoes, cockroaches, rats, lizards or hate. (The rest, I can live with.)
Of flawless skin.
Of tasty health-food. (Again, not happening any time soon.)
Of a world of love.
Of a world I love.

I dream of writing something beautiful, something original, something so deep, so profound, that everyone can see its truth, everyone can feel it; that no one has words to express their awe, that everyone will remember always, and quote, and dwell on, and revel in. I dream of writing something that is mine.

~Sam

Though these days of course, I pretty much just dream of sleep. 

It's a brand new day.

And lord, if the sun isn't shining.

I love Sundays. =D
Especially when I've had a god-blessed 9 hours of sleep, after a week of near-night-outs.
NINE!
HOURS!
SLEEP!
This is what heaven is. A full night in bed. Almost-finished work. And a clean room. God, I feel so accomplished.

~Sam

Yes, that was all I had to say. Laters, babies! =D
[If you got that reference: I feel for you.]

Merry Christmas people, and its early because I don't think I'll ever have more Christmas spirit in me than I do right now.

Its that time of the year again! Already :-S But no, fears are not for today. So. Merry Christmas! *smiles widely, radiating Christmas cheer from every tooth* I hope you all find what you're looking for, and get what you deserve and more, and are happy. Thank you, once again, for being a huge part of my happiness, now and ever since you got here.

Love you all,
Us.


Well, me, mostly, but I'm pretty sure Malko agrees.


Here are some pictures for you.

This is a happy, content ball, my "joy to the world" picture.

This is a happy penguin.

This is just happiness.

And this is me right now.
Well, not literally, but, ya'know. Metaphorically speaking. If the sun was shining and I was that girl and someone was there to take a picture at that moment when I did that, if I did that.

~Sam