1st day back

first day back was ok,
nothing too bad, or too good, to report.
birthday is going ok...
came home, had (have) a bunch of hw already,
talked with crazy aunt, she forgot my birthday as planned... but thats ok.
swim team tryouts where going to start today, but i convinced my coach to let me skip because of my birthday. yay!
i dont see what difference one day will be because tryouts go on for 2 more weeks! ahhh.
because i'll have tryouts for the rest of the week, and i need my skool supplies by thursday, i'm going skool shopping tonight. yay.
but before that, of course, i have family dinner, and present giving! which is always fun.
mom's making my faveorite pasta yum!

gotta go, family, food, and presents call!

happy birthday to me!

good bye summer, hello happy birthday

ok, well, as of this minute my summer is officially over.
an hour til bed time because i havent gotten up earlier than 8:30 for 3 months.
thankfully, i dont have to wake up at 5:30, like normal (they changed my bus stop from 6;49am, to 6:39 am) because monica is picking me up because i have a ton of books.

also, if you have been in a coma for all the reminders i've put on my site,
TOMMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY.

and my crazy aunt is comming.

WHOOP DI DO.
well, i should stop now, i'm being incredibly pessimistic.
good night to all, and all a good night!
except if your a bad person, then lets hope you get chopped off into little bits in your sleep.

--the always optimistic sprinkle fairy.

the crazy aunt story

my aunt is even more mad bisquits than the rest of my family.
long story short: VERY religious, her spiritual advisor (aka crackpot old lady who my aunt pays $300 per week, to be told what to do with her life). her spritual advisor told her she should change her name from Shelly, to Arielle Shira Evenn.
for good karma.
she is quite criminally insane.
but she is family. my dad's older sister.
she is comming on my birthday. which is tuesday.
she hasnt remember my birthday since i was 11, when she sent me multi colored thongs.
i think she thinks my birthday is in november, because i always get a card round then.
well, se la vi.

off to see the wizard.

REMEMBER:
2 days til skool starts.
2 days til MY BIRTDAY, 14.
2 days til my crazy aunt comes to town.

3 days til i'm voted off the island!

today is friday! FRIDAY FRIDAY FRIDAY!
last night sara ended up sleeping over, cause we got back to late to take her ALL the way back to her place.
we talked forever about how boys are very confuzzling alien creatures.
decided to have mi fiesta de birthday on the 18th, not 11th, but sending invites later when i get around to it.
sorry to all mis amigos! mi papa would go completely atomic bomb if i asked for co-ed sleepover.
i dont see why i cant have a co-ed sleepover, i mean, the worst thing that could happen is someone could lose a couple of eyebrows playing truth or dare, or the girls could become so confuzzled about boys in general that we would suffocate them with our pillows. hmmm....
but just because i cant invite u to my fiesta, doesnt mean 2 things,
1. that i dont love you all
and 2. that you cant give me presents. OF COURSE you can. and cash is ALWAYS accepted, as well as visa and master card. ;-)

ok, off to the chiropractor con mi papa.
supposedly i'll be able to turn my head to the left after this visit!

MUCH LOVE, unless i hate u.

DONT FORGET!
3 days until school starts.
3 days until MY 14th BIRTHDAY!
3 days until my crazy aunt comes to visit (i'll write more bout this later, but now i dont have time!)

tré, tré merde poo.

my entire family is mad bisquits!
i'd elaborate but they are reading over my shoulder.
when my mummy gets home from work, we're going to bergamont station. but before that, my friend sara, who i may never see again, because we live not near eachother, and go to skools far far away from eachother. tré, tré merde! wich means very very poo-y in french.
so we're picking sara up round 12:30, anc then she'll come to my house, and we will talk about our totally mad bisquit lives.

ok, must be going... my MonsterSisters are having a slapping fight over who gets the computer next.

premptive stress levels

skool starts in less than a week. 6 days to be exact.
i already feel really freaked out, dreading piles of homework a lot, and lectures about the skools HIGH standards even more.
i've asked around, and no, i'm not the only one at skool with a bad case of
PREMEPTIVE STRESS LEVELS.
confession: you can always tell how stressed out i am by looking at my fingernails. yes, i am a complusive nail biter. and at the moment, my nails are total crap.
me and my dad are at each others throats constantly. we just CANNOT communicate. at all. every time he talks to me i feel like screaming or crying or slamming a door. sometimes i do all at once. its quite a preformance. ;-)

goodbye my lovely smile!

i'm off to get my braces on AGAIN.
i think i may go insane.
i hate braces.

but there is good news!
my friend Jahan is back from DC for a while,
and tonight we are going to see Princess Diaries
with my little sisters and mum.

leave comments or you will be shot. by pink bunnies!

today i get my braces on again... just for 2 months because i forgot to wear my retainers always.
my middle sis, laura is getting hers on for the first time ever. her appointment was at 8am... mines at 3, tg! i'm not sure if the SUN gets up at 8am in the summer?! well, i dont and thats all that counts... kinda.
my bestest estest friend (besides you, ofcourse, lyle ;-)) is comming back from maui soon. she left last monday, so i think she comes back either yesterday, or today, either way she's probably really tired so i'm being " a good friend" and calling her every 25.7 minutes, starting at 2 am this morning. well, i'm really not, but that would be funny... kinda.
after the orthodoctic hell, my mom is gonna "surprise" me and my little sisters and take us to the Princess Diaries 2... looks pretty good, just becaue i happen to love Julie Andrews, and Anne Hathaway is tré cool too.

ok, leave comments or you will be shot. by pink bunnies.

yes, my dear, it REALLY is august 23rd.

i woke up today to the sound of my alarm clock screaming at me at the crack of dawn (ok, it was 9am). when i turned the clock off, i laid back down trying to go back to sleep, only to find a neon yellow poster hanging from my ceiling. "GET OUT OF BED! IT IS AuGUsT 23rd, YOUR LAST WEEK OF SUMMER." written in big bold letters, in pink. then in smaller letters it says "Julie's To Do list:
GET OUT OF BED.
organize all your school stuff.
pick up Laura (my sister) around noon, at Jaci L's house near Bienvenda, yes you have to walk, dad's busy.
finish Summer Reading"
in even smaller letters it says
"Love, mom call me if you get bored, maybe play with kim this morning (my other litte sister)"

AND for the cherry on top...
my neighbor just called and wants me to take her 8 year son to the Yogi-o or watever it is movie.
This kind of thing makes me want to jump into lava.
but $8 and hour makes it a little better.

Well, wish me a happy "Last Week of Summer" and watch me do my "8 days til my BI-RTH-DAY!" dance, witch is SO different from the "9 days til my BIR-TH-DAY" dance...

la fin de la semana

its the weekend... la la blah! more time with mi familia.
going to kohls, back to skool shopping...
maybe write more boringness later.

Bear Drinks 36 cans of Beer, passes out at campground!

ok, this is the coolest article i've read today! (thursday is my websurfing day) click on the title at the top to read the article, too.
to quote the article...
"He drank the Rainier and wouldn’t drink the Busch beer,” said Lisa Broxson, bookkeeper at the campground and cabins resort east of Mount Baker. Fish and Wildlife enforcement Sgt. Bill Heinck said the bear did try one can of Busch, but ignored the rest. The beast then consumed about 36 cans of Rainier."
hmm... what does that really say about Busch?

Does your name change how sexy you are?

really bizarre article on netscape... click on the "Does your name..." link at the top to read. it says that guys with one kind of name are sexier, but its oposite for gals... how scientists decide to check this kind of stuff, i'll never know.

anyways.... yoga was ok today. jade didnt come! yay!
in the morning the kids camp did hennas... turns out they have "hidden spirtual healing powers"! wich basically means that big globs of hudo dye that stains for up to 3 weeks were given to 5 kids all under 10, and me. the youngest girl there asked to do a happy face on my ankle, i didnt have a chance to say no, she sits on the ground and starts to draw, but she keeps messing up, so she wipes it off WITH MY SWEATSHIRT. then about 4 minutes later, she gets bored runs away, and i'm left with a smear of already dried henna. then the yoga teacher comes over with lime (lime juice protects the henna so it doesnt come off for a LONG time) and starts spraying it all on my leg.
i'm not sure how to explain how annoying this was.
AHHH!
i think i'll go pretend i'm napping so my dad doesnt make me do math.
ciao mis amigos!

the dog dayz of summer

summer is definetly winding down, we've had a marine layer all week.
nothing really going on...
i'm did yoga all day today... jade (my ex best friend) was really pissed off today, when she joined our Kids camp thing.
we learned a new pose todady, called Upward Facing Bow or something. you start off in a bridge posistion, then either walk your hands up the wall and stand, or kick you legs over you and stand up that way. yes, this is the KIDS camp. its actually a lot harder than the regular classes. well any way... jade was really pissed because i was able to walk up the wall on the 4th try, and she spent the better part of class trying, and still didnt get it. ha ha. there is justice in the world. ;-)
my summer will basically be the same pattern as today... yoga, lounge around, computer time, scrapbook-ing... more loungeing...
yes, for those of you who didnt know, my secret passion is scrabbooking... it brings out the martha in me! and always do one at the end of every summer... blah blah blah...
i've just realized that everytime i come to tell you, my hopelessly addicted readers, that my life is boring and will continue to be boring for a while and not to expect anything interesting, i ramble on and on, until i make it SOUND interesting. kinda.
not counting this post... this one is thouroughly boring
and i still cant spell THOUROUGHLY
this is driving me insane!

yoga nightmares

ok, heres a new nightmare.
for the morning, i go to a kids yoga camp thing, because there is only 1 other kid there besides me and my sister kim. its cheaper than getting a personal yoga person to work on my neck. and then i do regular classes in the afternoon.
ok, heres the scary part.
it turns out that my ex-best friend's mom works at the studio. not only does she teach one of my classes, she works the desk all day. and even worse: my ex best friend works there part time in the morning. IN THE MORNING. translation: she helps SUPERVISE the kids camp. not only is this super akward, but now she thinks she is SO much better than me. this will sound totally random to anyone who reads it, but this is crisis mode for me. WE DiD NOT EnD WELL! at all!
wish me luck today. AHHHHHHHHHH!

the weekend in review

i have to tell you all about my trip with mi familia. it was very stressful, for everyone.
i think the only reason we have family trips is so my parents can motivate themselves during the rest of they year by saying "Atleast we arent on vacation!".
well, at least its over!

the weekend in review

i have to tell you all about my trip with mi familia. it was very stressful, for everyone.
i think the only reason we have family trips is so my parents can motivate themselves during the rest of they year by saying "Atleast we arent on vacation!".
well, at least its over!

honey, i'm home!

well, i'm back...
a trip with my entire is family was just about as good as it could be. blah!
all this next week, i have yoga stuff. my dr has prescribed yoga classes so i can help fix my neck, i hurt it 2 weeks ago surfing. should be ok...
besides that, i'm not doing anything.
school starts in like 2 weeks AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
sara is going away for the rest of summer, and i dont really have anything to do. at all
save me.
please.

fond farewell

i regret to inform you that i shall be leaving for lake tahoe tomorrow morning...
but dont be too sad... i'll be back sunday night!
leave comments while i'm gone, because 4 whole days with my family will surely bring my confidence down a bit, being in the presence of the Muchkin geniuses, and all.
much luv, unless i dont like you.
sprinkle fairy

boredom, boreDOM, BOREDOM`

well, i'm bored.
very bored.
for lunch today i had a chocolate pudding, 3 bon bons, a Diet Coke, and some watermelon.
yummy. so nutrition-is-tic.
i spent the morning sleeping and reading this funny book i got at a garage sale. its called "The Grass is Greener over the Septic Tank". Its very funny.
then i tickled my little sister, and she got mad at me, and stormed off. fun.
then i must have replayed the Dashboard Confessional CD over a million times. its good. i like it mostly because it all sounds the same if your not listening, but if you listen the lyrics are kinda cool.
then i had lunch. then i played a board game with my little sisters and their friends. you know your bored when you play "Sorry" with a buch of 10 year olds. you know your pathetic when you lose a game of "Sorry" to a bunch of 10 year olds.
soon, i think i'll make dinner. i kinda feel like tuna casserole. maybe i'll find something interesting, or at least mind numbing, to do so i dont have to pull up a chair and watch the casserole bake in the oven, for a full 55 minutes. not 50 minutes cause then it'll be too juicy, but not an hour cause then it will burn. can you tell i am going insane?
or maybe i just like casserole.

i am so bored. bored beyond the Surgeons general warning for boredom.
this may be hazardous to my health.

welcome to another fascinating week in the land of blah.

i swear, i am bored out of my socks.
my summer 'posse" is mostly in spain with their youth group. kelsey is MIA, and i lack the energy to call her.
sara is busy all week till she goes to maui... i'm online a lot, but everyone is so boring i may have to actually do the math my dad wants me to do.
my mom told me to clean out my closets now... and we all now how much fun that is!
i do have the option of calling all mis amigas from skool... but they all live a full hour's drive from my house... and i dont really feel like making too much effort in these lazy dayz of summer.
well, for now, my best friend is the stereo up in my room... and i think we need some quality time.
that translates to "you people who dont leave comments are thorughlly boring me"
o, and if anyone knows how to spell "thorughlly" please tell me how, i've just spent 10 minutes trying to figure it out and i still know that is wrong.
i swear, sometimes my mentality is equal to an acorns in winter.

Bizarre Statistics...

there's this new ring, called a Chastity Ring that girls are wearing to let people know they have vowed to "wait until marriage".
but the most surprising part is at the bottom of the article...
"Columbia University researchers conducted a study with 12,000 teenagers and found that a whopping 88 percent of those who made a chastity vow did have sex before marriage"

click the 'Bizarre Statistics" at the top for the full article...

going out, to 3rd St be back later

TGIF

k + l have had their friends over for a sleepover last night. my house was like shreiking preteen girl headquaters. i almost gauged my eyeballs out with pencils. my mom has decided to get organized this summer so all day today there have been smelly old fat guys in my room installing a draws in my closet... which means i had to take everything out, and later today, i'll have to put it all back. i hate to fold things. its so boring... and now i have to move all my clothes from the floor to actual draws. and also since i am under basic house arrest, i am in my version of hell. my padres y hermanas are driving me up the wall. please save me!
ever need a "Crazy Dancing Minute" but cant because everyone seems to have their eyes glued to you?
well i need one, plus a loooong hour of Jupiter Sunrise listening, and power shouting.
do i sound insane? well... i am.
--Sprinkles
PS...check out the Jupiter Sunrise site.... http://www.jupitersunrise.net/
o, and find out who Arthur Nix, really is... http://www.arthurnix.com/ check out the video...
PPS... creativity meets Sprinkles.... click on the TGIF at the top... maybe it'll work this time.

1st semester Schedule

heyhey... for all my fellow victims here is my fall schedule. i finally got it back because they gave me all the wrong classes.
i hope i have many many classes with you, unless i hate you.
B--Digital Arts (ortiz)
C--Spanish 1B (mr reinholtz)
D--Global Studies (mr. bryan)
E-- English (mrs tannue)
F-- FREE!!!!!
G-- Geometry (mr Talone)
H--Science (MsDikdan)
I-- PE
advisor: mrs Shuur

see you bright n' early on August 31st... which just happens to be my birthday.
dont forget...
btw... my locker number is 130....(coughcough)

news from blahblahblah land

here is the late-breaking news of the life of the Sprinkle Fairy...
my father has decided that i have to be up and out of bed every day by 9:30am. or there will be consequences.
also, i am here by band from my room.
isnt that weird? and unfair?
almost inhumane...
that i am not allowed to spend long periods of time in my room, away from my semi-obnoxious little sisters and my dad (who works at home, i mean why cant he go to a damn office like everybody else?!) who is constantly telling me to study math and "expand my mind".
o, and it gets worse.
ok, so i'm not allowed in my room for more than 10 minutes at a time, and when i go to the family room its either do math (AHHHHHHHHH!) or go on the computer.
so i'm on the computer and after 20 minutes he comes over and says "Julie, you never do anything productive with your life. only 20 minutes a day for the rest of the summer."
and i sit there with my mouth gaping open...
is there no justice in the world?!

"The Sprinkle Fairy Kidnappings"

yes, all-my-adoring-fans, I, THE Sprinkle Fairy, have been kidnapped. well i was. but i'm back now. (appalause, and tears of happiness) my parents sent me off to (gasp) UCLA Sleep Away Basketball (boot)Camp. Three things are wrong with this.
1. Since i live close to the camp, my dad decided he would pick me up every night and drop me off in the morning, since he works near by. translation: Drop off is at 7:45am, Pick up is at 9:30pm. This means i have to leave the house by 7, and i get back around 10. 12 hours of basketball, 2 hours break, for 4 days.
2. This is one of my 'Birthday Suprises" because my birthday is at the end of the month. August 31st, dont forget!
3. This is not a co-ed camp. I go to an all girls school. I'm begining to see a patern. If you wanted me to tell you the last time i was around guys without having to lie to my father about it, i'd have to check my Abercrombie Male Model Calendar, which he put through the paper shredder. maybe i should become a nun. he'd like that. except i'd have to be a Jewish nun, or he would disown me.

Well, now i am back safe and sound, if you dont count being too sore to move away from my computer/TV, except to the freezer for ice for my ankels.

leave comments my uncaring friends who dont love me enough to leave a comment.