Sam from the Blog
A story writen in a blog. a combination between Twilight and Bridget Jones's Diary/Pride and Prejudice! there's no Edward and Bella, the main character is Sam, a 25 year old brit.
Don't worry, there's Edward Dark! a vampire version of Mark Darcy (which is like Edward Cullen). Already started writing the blog on Livejournal, if it's easier for you to read it there, click here .
Declaimer All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended. All the characters are not real. everything is a result of wide imagination.
I don't own the vampires, it belongs to Stephenie Meyer (the author of Twilight series).
other characters connected to Pride and Prejudice or taken from Bridget Jones's Diary!
1. Disturbing mum
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October 13th 2007 - first Enrty
I’ve decided to put everything in a blog, I was thinking of keeping a diary, but it’s already the 21st century. I never tried blogging before, but I read few, I know I don’t have interesting life, but what the heck, who’s going to read my blog anyway.
My friends Jules and Becky didn’t mind me mentioning them in my blog, they know that I’m not going to mention family names, or if I did, nobody would recognize them in real life. Well, they’re my best friends, so they don’t have to worry, I’m not going to write anything that might hurt them or be against them.
And if someone didn’t like what I’m writing he can sue me later, I never been sued before, maybe that would be the first time.
Anyway, I’ve decided to write every week, an entry each week, it would be great, I would be committed to something and it’s only on Saturday night, where I usually sit and do nothing but stare at the screen of my pc.
I’m trying to remember what happened last week, well, nothing much happened I actually hanged out with my mates and did all sort of crap.
And my mum kept driving me insane as usual. Like when she entered my room that day while I was changing and burst into saying “We should find you a husband!” now that’s the weirdest thing you would ever hear while you’re changing, I mean what does she mean by that?
”I’m 25!” I shouted like moron.
“Exactly!” she emphasized.
“What the fuck?…and why you never knock on the door?!? I’m bloody changing!”
“I’m your mother! And watch your language! Nobody wants a girl who uses the F word as a name, verb, adjective and adverb”
“I don’t want to get married” I kept shouting “as you know MOTHER we’re living in the 21st century, were we actually DON’T have to get married at the age of 20” I don’t actually use the F word a lot, but my mum drives me insane, and I can’t just hold myself.
“Samantha! Darling… All I’m saying that you have to live like a lady! You must get your self a man! Or else you will die a spinster! I want to see my grandchildren before I die!”
I hate when she calls me Samantha! I hate that name! I don’t know why she never named me anything else.
“Mum! First I’m not gonna die spinster! Second you wont die soon…” unfortunately
“What on earth are you wearing?” she tried changing the subject.
“ermm… a donkey outfit! Actually I was thinking of dressing like a tart! But who wants to marry a tart!?”
“You’re so funny…”
“Get out MUM” I was trying to get her out
“Where are you going? you’re not going out with your Jules! I told you I don’t like your friend!”
“I don’t really need your opinion about my mates! Why can’t you leave me alone, and get out of my room, can’t a girl get some privacy in this house?”
“Privacy for what?”
“you know for Everything”
“What? if you needed to know MOTHER! I’m actually going to get pissed! And while getting pissed, I don’t need your bloody tips about my LIFE!”
That’s my mum, she’s pain in the arse.
She hates when I have fun, she hates the way I’m running my life, she hates everything I do.
She’s more like Mrs. Bennet (you know from Pride and Prejudice), she’s mental.
- I don’t mind talking about mum in my blog, because she would never find out, well, she doesn’t know what blog is, I bet she thinks it’s a block.
Anyway, talking of mum, sometimes I wonder why dad never moved out, I would move out as soon as I can get money for a new apartment, but you know everything is so expensive.
I don’t hate my mum, if you were wondering, I mean I love her, but I seriously believe that parents should leave their children once they’re 21, they don’t need them anymore.
At that night I was out for a drink with Jules and Becky, we didn’t do much, nothing interesting was going on, except that Jules said she was seeing a new bloke.
Jules is a really great friend, I know mum hates her and think she’s a tart, but that’s because mum hates everyone, except that Wilster girl, her oldest friend’s daughter, I think she would be adapting her soon, “why can’t you be like Natasha! She’s such a sweet girl!” bloody mum!
Mum on the other hand, loves Becky, well, not really loves her, but she “approves” of. Becky was studying creativity writing, which is rally fantastic, since she loves to write all of the time, and she loves making stories, she has a really good fantasy in her mind, maybe she would be like the new J.K. Rowling. Jules on the other hand is a journalist, she likes to be updated with news, well, not politics, caus we are all anti-politics. Huh