Hey, I'm Sam, and I'm seventeen. I'm goofy and dorky and way to clumsy for my own good. I write too much, I laugh too much, and I do too little homework. I'm the kind of person you love or you hate. I'm loudmouthed around people I know, and akwardly quiet around people I don't.

I've broken a finger, a toe, and separated my shoulder four times. I once split my eyebrow open walking into a doorframe, and I have a knack for falling down entire flights of stairs.

I love banister sliding.

I'm in marching band, and I fall down a lot, which usually leads to a call across the parking lot, "Sam, you okay?" "Yep." "Need a bandaid?" "Yep." "Ice?" "Probably."

I'm an insomniac. But, like, actually. Because some jackass doctor tried to put me on anti-depressants. I'm bi-polar. If you're bi-polar, you know that anti-depressants are like death. I'm lucky to have gotten away with insomnia as the only lasting effect.

I'm always listening to music, but I can't sing for the life of me. I can play trumpet and clarinet, and am perfectly capable of plunking along on the piano.

I've got two older sisters and an older brother. And a niece who's only three years younger than me.

I have a golden retriever, a guinea pig, a parakeet, and two horses. I also show goats and lambs with FFA, despite the fact that having lambs always terrifies me bacause "LAMBS ARE BORN LOOKING FOR A WAY TO DIE!!" According to my Ag teacher, horses look at a barbed wire fence and get cut. Lambs look at a barbed wire fence, get cut, and die.

And that's sort of me in a cyber nutshell!

QUOTES:

Trumpet players are gods. Or, they think they are. For personal safety, please don't tell them otherwise. --common knowledge

"I'm going to have the words 'Careless, Brash Thug' carved into your headstone."

"So you're ready to go?"

"Actually, there probably won't be enough of your body left to warrant digging a grave." --one of my books

"It looks like a boot..."

"WHERE'S THE FOOT!?" --Elli and me

"You don't know who sherlock is? Hahaha-- it's a muggle thi-- oh, never mind." -- Lily... according to me.

"Run Will, run!" --Elli (long story)

"I kind of want a fresca."

"I kind of want to roundhouse kick someone in the face." --Kylan and me

Band kid, to both of our old drum majors, who joined a drum corps together: "So, what's it like?"

Morgan: "Well, once you join... THEY OWN YOUR SOUL."

Devon: "We missed camp, so we had to learn all 192 sets of the show in three days. I'm up to six Advil a day."

Morgan: "Seriously, the only free time you're allowed is to sleep. And you HAVE to sleep. And you normally do so on the bus."

Devon: "...and everyone is gay."

Us: "..."

Morgan: "But, yeah, it's pretty awesome."

"That is some hefty Romeo and Juliet shit right there." --me

"What, is this one of those days where everyone obeys? Good, go jump off a cliff!" --one of my books

"It isn't rape if you yell surprise!" --Reece... and an inside band joke

"Did you just trip over your own feet?"

"No... there was this invisible box..." --me, falling down

"HEY BAND!"

"HEY WHAT?"

"... look at the sunset." --one of our band directors, who is the Chuck Norris of band directors. Seriously. He will pwn you.

"You wanna save the rainforest? Go plant some f-cking trees!" --Uncle Ted