Once upon a time...
Too scared to try…

I’ve been a witness before
Lovers both starting out strong
Soon they’ll feel weak at their core
And after wonder what they did wrong

You can’t feel without feeling love
You can lose without fearing pain
What yourself when push comes to shove
Or one day it might be you left in the rain

Cuz you can love without falling into love
You can’t cheat without paying the price
You won’t win if you never love again
So why am I too scared to try

Don’t remember the first time that I knew
Can’t recall the last time she said yes
Heart of gold now shades of blue
I’m not perfect but I give it my best

In my dreams I see her in front of me
In the day I dream of wishing on stars
And there’s no place I’d rather be
Than asleep, safe in her arms

Cuz you can’t love without falling into love
You can’t cheat without paying the price
You won’t win if you never love again
So why am I too scared to try

Don’t want to fall if I fly
Don’t want to make true love cry
Too scared to win when I’ve lost every fight

Cuz you can’t love without falling into love
You can’t cheat without paying the price
You won’t win if you never love again
So why am I too scared to try

I’ve been a victim before
Lovers both starting out strong…

For those of you that know your Starbucks, know that this a cup with a now outdated logo on it. There’s no point to that, I just simply wanted to point that out. 
I have woken up every morning of this week at four a.m. to open buckies for the wonderful people who need their coffee and sweet treats. I’ve noticed that it is dead traffic for the first four hours of the morning shift…and not enough people order tea. The hardest part about being a mixologist/barista is the trust issues people have. Your drink can be as tale telling as your zodiac sign. Some people will try anythink and others spit out a jumbled order in fancy lingo and toss their money my way, making it clear I am their bitch for the time being…nah.
 “Welcome to Starbuckies where we can make it your way, but dzon’t get crazy.”

Honestly, if I walked into a buckies and my barista was wearing feathers in her hair, combat boots, and a tat that said, “Once upon a time,” I would trust her good judgement. Just sayin.
There is no need to lie if you want something, do not hide your desires, I am here to make you YOUR perfect drink. Lol
But I do have to say that one of my favorite customers are the tired and groggy husbands who get nervous over ordering the right drink for their spouse.
Go go guys.
 On a personal note, today after work I get to go through my bunker of a room. I shouldn’t be allowed to watch hoarders…I’m pretty sure it rubs off on me…thats not a food thing.
Just another day in Tucson Arizona…
 Everyone should meet at least one outstanding person a day. If you haven’t, that outstanding person might be yourself.
-SAMrean

For those of you that know your Starbucks, know that this a cup with a now outdated logo on it. There’s no point to that, I just simply wanted to point that out. I have woken up every morning of this week at four a.m. to open buckies for the wonderful people who need their coffee and sweet treats. I’ve noticed that it is dead traffic for the first four hours of the morning shift…and not enough people order tea. The hardest part about being a mixologist/barista is the trust issues people have. Your drink can be as tale telling as your zodiac sign. Some people will try anythink and others spit out a jumbled order in fancy lingo and toss their money my way, making it clear I am their bitch for the time being…nah. “Welcome to Starbuckies where we can make it your way, but dzon’t get crazy.”

Honestly, if I walked into a buckies and my barista was wearing feathers in her hair, combat boots, and a tat that said, “Once upon a time,” I would trust her good judgement. Just sayin. There is no need to lie if you want something, do not hide your desires, I am here to make you YOUR perfect drink. Lol But I do have to say that one of my favorite customers are the tired and groggy husbands who get nervous over ordering the right drink for their spouse. Go go guys. On a personal note, today after work I get to go through my bunker of a room. I shouldn’t be allowed to watch hoarders…I’m pretty sure it rubs off on me…thats not a food thing. Just another day in Tucson Arizona… Everyone should meet at least one outstanding person a day. If you haven’t, that outstanding person might be yourself. -SAMrean

It seems that i feel refreshed, reborn, renewed…
I feel that I might have finally figured it out and now I don’t know what to do next.(it might come as a shock but I am actually quite surprised with myself…)
 February was to take a break and figure everything out…or hibernate (as I put it).It seems that everything works according to plan when you believe in it.
I am not sure how to begin this journey, or even when it starts…has it? will it?If it’s worth it to go all the way then I want to know…if it’s not, I want to try, just to see if I can. So what now?What’s the next step?i already know…I just ask because I’m scared to realize it. It’s scary when you make a wish and it comes true. I always made little wishes, usually for other people…but there were a couple times I wished for myself…was that selfish?…or could it be coming true?
One day at a time…I know…I can feel the sunshine of spring in the air and I like the way I feel this way.I never fully liked or knew myself until now.The truth is I can’t see myself unless I know what I look like through your eyes first. And in a lot of ways, in the same way people have started listening, so have I. Someone who might not fully trust me or struggles with their own battle of faith said that I need to get a degree no matter what. I do not wish to fail, and adjust comfortably to lack of education. School, classes, and learning are the most important reason why I still breathe.
Right now my school is lifeMy classes are: music, social studies, philosophy, literature&love, networking, managing, producing, editing, writing, choir, nutrition, and individualism(meditation).And right now I’m learning more than I ever could in a classroom…
So if you are skeptical about what I’m doing with my life or why, I am simply living it. Day for day, with a dream.I am not afraid of failing, I know what happens next.But I refuse to take my chance at life without ever knowing what it’s like to try. 
With love,
-Samantha.

It seems that i feel refreshed, reborn, renewed…

I feel that I might have finally figured it out and now I don’t know what to do next.
(it might come as a shock but I am actually quite surprised with myself…)

 February was to take a break and figure everything out…or hibernate (as I put it).
It seems that everything works according to plan when you believe in it.

I am not sure how to begin this journey, or even when it starts…has it? will it?
If it’s worth it to go all the way then I want to know…if it’s not, I want to try, just to see if I can.
So what now?
What’s the next step?
i already know…I just ask because I’m scared to realize it. It’s scary when you make a wish and it comes true. I always made little wishes, usually for other people…but there were a couple times I wished for myself…was that selfish?
…or could it be coming true?

One day at a time…I know…
I can feel the sunshine of spring in the air and I like the way I feel this way.
I never fully liked or knew myself until now.
The truth is I can’t see myself unless I know what I look like through your eyes first. And in a lot of ways, in the same way people have started listening, so have I. Someone who might not fully trust me or struggles with their own battle of faith said that I need to get a degree no matter what. 
I do not wish to fail, and adjust comfortably to lack of education. School, classes, and learning are the most important reason why I still breathe.

Right now my school is life
My classes are: music, social studies, philosophy, literature&love, networking, managing, producing, editing, writing, choir, nutrition, and individualism(meditation).
And right now I’m learning more than I ever could in a classroom…

So if you are skeptical about what I’m doing with my life or why,
I am simply living it. Day for day, with a dream.
I am not afraid of failing, I know what happens next.
But I refuse to take my chance at life without ever knowing what it’s like to try. 

With love,

-Samantha.

Rejuvenation starts with Concentration

Even when water turns to ice it makes a sound, and every sound creates a vibration, vibration radiates infinitively. So, if an explosion were to be made, think of how loud that is for the universe when she, herself, is deaf.

-Samrean

Leftover V-Day candy and Trident gum…

Here I am (once again) alone in a dark (well, actually glowing red) room, trying to record something…
I feel that countless times I’ve attempted this and yet nothing has come of it.
I don’t believe that I am at a loss in performance or quality (through practice one can only become more attuned), but still I feel a lack in time.
I wish I had a little angel on my shoulder helping me to be brave (and a little devil to help me make it rock!).
Well, with no tiny creatures lurking my shoulders, telling me what to do, I feel like I don’t really know what to do sometimes.
Sometimes there’s no choice but to believe (and I take everything as a sign).
Still, I wish I had someone to talk to at the early and odd hours of the morning…When I could be fighting a dragon, or rescuing a damsel, I reside confined to my bed Indian style, wondering when the next piece of the puzzle will fall into place.

It’s hard to be only one person and work so hard to do it all, but would you rather be someone who can but doesn’t have to do it all OR someone who has to but can’t do it all?
answers=weapons…so choose your weapons wisely.
I guess I’ll give this another try…
One more week…
Then Facebook comes back, and I exist again. (lol)

Goodnight to whoever reads this, if anyone does…

#question

Do you think its really possible for the human race to (create then) assist technology in being able to aquire enough information, and the capacity to hold it, to create a subconscious and therefore question and need a sense of self purpose?

What witty little comment is going to define me?

In The Sea of Sheets

When I Sleep, I Sing

Missing A Heartbeat

Through the End of a Tunnel, You’re There!

Undercover Lulluby

Desert Winter Rains

University

Shooting Stars

With You the Moon is my Sunlight

Pillow Willow

You Know, Like the Witch

Donna Troy

I Want to Be a Princess

Know Who You Are

Judge By The Spaces They Type

Letters I Never Got To Say

The Other on My Heart

Goodnight Only to Begin

I Could See Better Then

For Your Ark

Today, as I was deep in my meditation…(by meditation I mean the bubble bath I snuck into the middle of my day)…I was thinking how awesome it might be to drop everything and move to Alaska and start my own high-elevation brewery…

But then I remembered that I’ve already lived in Alaska…and it is wayyyyy too cold there in the winter…

So instead of packing up my blue car and escaping to the clear waters of ALASKAAAAA…I decided that I prefer sunshine and coffee and if I have to deal with mosquitos, I’d like them to remain under an inch big…prefer killing them with a swat than with a gun…but how much fun would that be?

So far it’s the second week of the new year and everything in life seems to be coming together one day at a time…
It’s going to be a calm winter, a bangin’ spring, and one hell of a summer…

Hope everyone out there is keepin it real fo sho!

-Sam

Hello, (officially) I’m Sam.

I can honestly say that up until this point in my life I have been very intimidated by a lot of what goes on in my own mind.

As silly and miscellaneous as this may seem, it can be a very crucial to the type of person you grow into.

It’s not until the moment in your life when you take a leap of faith that the world around you starts coming into focus. A year ago I lepth from a desert valley into the city of lights, dreams, and everything else behind the pictures and scenes you are shown in the movies.

It’s hard to believe that 2010 is over and with that said: FINALLY!!!
(I don’t think I could have added any more to process in one year.)

There’s something about coming home again that helps you appreciate the little things. Among those: mom’s cooking, the milky way, driving, singing in the car, having your own room, swimming, hiking, fresh air, did I say mom’s cooking?
…Sunsets…

I hope that everyone who has made a difference in my life can appreciate what they have and who they are, because without all of them the way they are, I would not be me. From my sister (now living in South Korea), to that homeless lady who’s been sleeping on 17th and 6th ave for the past six years…

For me, it’s the smallest lessions learned that have the biggest impact. I’ve learned to not be afraid of myself and to follow my dreams. There’s no point in wasting time when you can take the leap and see how far you can fly. It takes a lot of tripping over the little things to learn to always appreciate the ground right in front of you.

So, *takes a deep breath* here’s for today, and the feasting of love and knowledge for a wiser tomorrow!

Bring it on 2011!

-Sam.
(<3)

Super Mario

okay
okay
okay
it is very much a necessary step in the progression of my relationship with someone to play super mario with them.
you can learn all you need to know about someone’s nature by playing thi simple game.
this I believe.
lol
;P