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I am formally welcoming myself to the world of the internet; yay, I have personal space. This blog shows some promise, but seeing as I am learning HTML as I go, it could be some time before I produce anything truly astounding. I've spent 6+ hours tinkering with it so far today and have yet to make an official post (which was, of course, the point) so here goes:

My name is Samantha, and though my age seems hardly of any relevance, I am seventeen years old. I've lived in New Jersey since I was thirteen and before that I'd lived in Oklahoma, Illinois, Texas and Connecticut; I'll be making another move to Washington, D.C. (the first I'm looking forward to) in four months for college and am practically counting down the seconds until I start packing boxes.

Alright, for now, that concludes the history part of our "The Grand Life of Samantha" tour...if you look to your immediate left, you'll see the present. (I never said I was funny.) Anyway, as far as daily life goes, less and less seems to happen as my senior year wears on, but my life is what it is, and there is rarely no story to tell. I'll take this time to remind you that the truth is often far stranger than fiction. The town I live in is, well, the town I live in. Fortunately, twenty minutes away lives my amazing boyfriend of almost fourteen months, Dennis, who I love completely. He's wonderful. I can't finish my first post without quoting his from his blog months ago:

"I have a beautiful girlfriend. I mean gorgeous, guys. I'm talkin' mouth-watering, jaw-dropping, tongue-rolling-out-on-the-floor-while-your -eyes-bulge-out-and-your-ears-smoke-and-you-hear-a-big-aoooga!-outta- nowhere-like-in-looney-tunes hot. And she's smart, too. And funny. I wish I could post a picture of her up here. I really do. But she'd kill me. So I guess I'll have to keep her beautiful body to myself. She also lives 30 minutes away, which kinda sucks. But it's worth it."

It really is worth it. Ok...I'm done with the corny stuff, and everything else for that matter... its late..that's all....g'night.
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