elephants under the gun

i had the weirdest dream last night...
i dreamt that
-my dad hit someone on a skateboard with his car,
-i saw i dress i liked for casino night on the promenade (someone was wearing it) and the lady wearing the dress took it off and handed it to me,
-there was an elephant on will rogers beach,
-and i lost a game of checkers to kim (btw, i dont even fucking know how to play checkers)
in between each of these weird events, i go into my room and start rocking out to "under the gun" by the killers.
bizzare, i know...
sara if u have time, this certainly would be entertaining to decode
(you know u want to)
maybe it just means i should stop drinking diet coke before bed....
caitlen and katie mcnutt have already convinced the skool i'm pregnate with a 3 armed baby from all the aspartame...
all i say to them is
more to love.

okay, i'm late for skool

bye bye birdie.

"Now he just wants to wake up
Yeah, just to prove it's a dream
Cause she's an angel for sure
But that remains to be seen"
--the killers (are my lovers)

Woo Hoo It's alright, sugar/ It's a crazy world

things are crazy complicated.
things i've learned....
not a good idea to study science with your dad when his football team is losing (i heart the steelers!)


for the readers digest version listen to the bangles song "Complicated Girl" and take out all the lyrics that dont apply to me. how you decide wich apply and wich dont is up to you, wich sould make for a very interesting conclusion.

if u havent noticed

i'm babble-ing today

and every other day as a matter of fact

i've a got a really funny little life going on

how is it possible to feel so light hearted and sad at the same time

"obviosuly, doctor, you've never been a thirteen year old girl"
--cecillia--

sigh, cheers, and a milk chocolate candy bar shaped like king tut's face!!!!

H-Free is the best fucking free period ever.

on another random note....

"Woo Hoo It's alright, baby
It's a crazy world, it's a bit absurd
Woo Hoo It's alright, sugar
It's a crazy world, it's a bit absurd
Woo Hoo It's alright, honey
It's a crazy world, it's a bit absurd
Woo Hoo It's alright, it's OK
It- is- so- crazy "
this is the best song ever...
Its' Alright, Baby
by Komeda.

life's theme song.

okay, mr reality, break into someone elses hous.

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. julie
2. jules
3.juju
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. yourqueen831
thats all folks...
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. eyes
2.crazy train of thought
3.humor
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1.body in general
2.a lot more basically
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. italian
2. italian
3. russian
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. ax murderers, rapists, and pedophiles
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1.bic pens
2. paper
3. sharpers
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. white t shirt
2. black pj pants
3. lime green bra
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS:
1. The Wallflowers
2. The Pernice Brothers or the Bangles
3. Sam Phillips
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. Bell Jar, by the Bangles
2. clear spot, by the pernice brothers
3. tell her what she wants to know, by sam phillips
THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. sane
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: (love is a given)
1. honesty
2. chemistry
3. not knowing what the other persons going to do.
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: (in no particular order)
1. i have 6 toes on one foot.
2. i love the bangles.
3. i cant whistle.
THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. strong arms
2. eyes
3. hair, smile
THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. whistle
2. draw realistically
3. stay awake during spanish class
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE PASTIMES:
1. sleeping
2. movie watching
3. just chillin' like a villin
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. sleep
2. not do homework
3. more sleep
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
none at the moment, i have tunnel vision
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION/HOLIDAY:
1. italy
2. anywhere but here
THREE KIDS' NAMES:
doc, sleepy, dopey, and joe
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. ev.erything i havent already done

walking like an eqyptian, NICE TUTS!

so today we walked like egyptians
and saw the King Tut exhibit at LACMA...
then went the rest of the day saying "WOW! nice tuts!" to stangers
then we headed to jandra's to get ready for the loyola dance
but when we got there, they were sold out of tickets,
so we all hoped the fence in our mini skirts and halter tops
to spend the rest of the night being groped by catholic boys.
drama- major on the jandra and cath front,
ran into max from sailing this summer,
that was interesting (cough cough)
on the whole, it was a "rockin' good time".

on another note entirely....
i'm spending the weekend home alone with my dad.
mom, laura, and kim are going up to mammoth for the weekend.
so that means dad will be in and out the whole time,
i'll do my thing
meaning movies, delievery, and homeowork...
call me if your bored.

besides that
i just want to say

NICE TUTS!

i got my hand slammed in a car door earlier.
i was so surprised that i just stared at it for a second before i realized it was really my hand in the door
when i did i automaticlly felt nauseas and started throwing up.
luckily its not broken, just bruised.

loyola tomorrow....
woot woot....
going to jandra's before,
i'm excited even tho i know it'll be basically us against marymount
and in the end, the boys will win.
on a certain level, that was very deep and philisophical.
my new faveorite phrase is
deep and philisophical.
literally.

now is math time.
ever notice how math time, sounds so similar to nap time?
i have.
okok

school stuff isnt going well...
home stuff isnt going well...
wish it were, math test tomorrow,
sleep needed, ran out of cash,
more but wont elaborate.
good luck,
feel better, sara's leg!

that thing you do!

guess what movie i bought on dvd today?
THAT THING YOU DO
only the best movie of all time.
today was just a great buy day
meaning it was a great shopping day.
i'm finally acknowleding all the wheight i lost this summer with desperatly needed new jeans.
from a size 14 to 8
so i went to gap, and let me tell u
i love their new curvy jeans they fit SO well
as cliche as it sounds, they turn my butt to ass
and i'm officially average height, because they're just long enough, so no hemming necessary.
they are perfect jeans,
they love me and i love them
i love my 8 jeans
and now i'm babysitting my little sisters while the parents are out
and i'm lovin this movie and my jeans
and guy paterson the wicked drummer in the One-ders

cheer-io!

ever feel completely isolated from everything
no matter whats happening on the outside
its been the kind of night
where your arms ache and your stomache turns
your head is stuffed to bursting and at the same time your thoughts are empty
and your heart wants to break but cant because theres too much red tape holding it back but not together
feet binded, mouth gagged
sinking, thrashing, drowning
its a hopeless kind of feeling
wich may be its root
but whereever it begins is irrelevant because
its a dark spiral down that circles around and around like the
merry-go-rounds at the parks
but it never slows down
and the only way off is to jump.

my self esteem, today, and the train

today didnt go over well.
we got our spanish tests back.
i got a D.
my brilliant little sister (on the same test) got a 97%.
i love her to death, but once in a while, cant i be better at something?
just one stupid thing?
yea yea i know and if anyone tells me that just because "laura is a genius doesnt mean i'm stupid" one more time i'm going to scream.
why are you all so rational?
no, i know...
i'm not dwelling over it or anything, its not a big deal....
as ms brown (the health teacher, not the community service one) would say,
my self esteem has been hit by a train today.

anyway...
homework now and later and i guess always (if your going marlboro speed)

cheers!

the hierarchy of the universe

today in science mrs garrison was like
"tonight you can go home and tell your parents you learned about the heirarchy of the universe"
then we made a chart.
i wanted to tell her i see the heirarchy of the universe every time i walk down melrose and see a bum outside the marc jacobs store.
but maybe thats just the heirarchy of los angeles,
but that is my universe at least.
and in that universe, there are some really cool people....
like miss sara kay
now officially MIDDLE BLOCKER on her vb team.
how fucking cool is that?
very fucking cool thats wat.
tomorrow is Gilmore Girls sweatshirt meeting.... be there or... um... dont get a sweatshirt/
yea that was lame, but these are gonna rock.
besides that and the other thing
i just need to mention that
as marlborough girls
we dont have enough fun.
we have mega-fun potential,
but marlborough is (for lack of a better term) cramping our style!
we barely have time to breathe
let alone anything else.
its like trying to find shade under a palmtree....
theres just not enough.
if you wanna join me and
have a fucking good time this weekend
talk to me, because we'll do something crazy.
as dr oberman would say
don't let the man keep you down
and as i say

stay cool kiddos!

the hierarchy of the universe

today in science mrs garrison was like
"tonight you can go home and tell your parents you learned about the heirarchy of the universe"
then we made a chart.
i wanted to tell her i see the heirarchy of the universe every time i walk down melrose and see a bum outside the marc jacobs store.
but maybe thats just the heirarchy of los angeles,
but that is my universe at least.
and in that universe, there are some really cool people....
like miss sara kay
now officially MIDDLE BLOCKER on her vb team.
how fucking cool is that?
very fucking cool thats wat.
tomorrow is Gilmore Girls sweatshirt meeting.... be there or... um... dont get a sweatshirt/
yea that was lame, but these are gonna rock.
besides that and the other thing
i just need to mention that
as marlborough girls
we dont have enough fun.
we have mega-fun potential,
but marlborough is (for lack of a better term) cramping our style!
we barely have time to breathe
let alone anything else.
its like trying to find shade under a palmtree....
theres just not enough.
if you wanna join me and
have a fucking good time this weekend
talk to me, because we'll do something crazy.
as dr oberman would say
don't let the man keep you down
and as i say

stay cool kiddos!

yes, YOU are my faveorite mistake.

news...
GILMORE GIRLS PREMIERS TONIGHT!
(and there was much rejoicing!)

spanish was ugh.
my english teacher thinks i'm ADHD because i cant help but stare out to the parking lot during class.
went to the dentist too.

today we (me and sara) found out that phil the 6'4" cty guy is really a junior (meaing 11th grade) not freshman like us. when she told me the conversation went a little like this "julie, phil's a junior!" "so his names Phil Jr! thats so cool!" and "no, julie, he's a JUNIOR!" "yea." and on and on like that. because i'm just cool like that. anyway... phil the hunky cty junior man hearts sara very much... and he's really funny...
anyway...
props to Phil the 6'4" hunky cty junior guy.
besides that,
today me and sheryl are just hanging out, dancing in our socks.
"If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad"


yes, YOU are my faveorite mistake.

cheers.

my lips have bruises

its been one of those days....
one of those days that you bite the corner of your lip when things get bad to stop from
crying in fustration, and laughing at the (in)signifigance of it all.
my lips have bruises
and none of this means a thing.

and i wore my james dean shirt too.

today i went into some serious retail therapy...
at the public library book sale.
heres the Julie Book Review for now...
cheers.

For my atheistic ways... i'm doing some research in why i should (or shouldnt) be an atheist:
- "Ruining it for Everybody" a memoir that says in bold on its back cover "whenever i hear the word, spiritual, i reach for my revolver."
and
-C.S. Lewis's "Surprised by Joy" (he wrote the narnia books, and a bunch more stuff) wich is about why he went from being a christian to an atheist back to christianity... the madness behind the reasoning.

for my other reading pleasures, i bought...
-"Modern English: a trendy slang dictionary" wich i couldnt resit for 50cents... it has a picture on the front of a girl with hancuffs in her pocket, and there are a bunch of arrows with explaining things. the hancuffs are titled "kinky sexual habits". the book is purple.
-"Crossing California" a novel about comming of age jewish in chicago in the 70s. sounds funny. its like 400 pages and has a glossary in the back of jewish references. yeah.
-"Great Photographic Essays from LIFE (magazine)" its big and shiny with a silver cover and was only $4. LIFE is good.
and
-"Norman Rockwell, a 60 year retrospective", because who doesnt love that guy?

so thats basically it...
well actually i got a lot more too, but i wont bother to tell you anymore. your probably bored shitless any way.

update on another new book i'm halfway thru...
"The Best of Everything".
is so good. a novel about being a new york city working girl in the 1950s. sounds boring but is really very interesting. deals with marriage ideas and ideals, sexual harrasment, everything.
yes, i am a certified freak, but you love me anyway.
i know you do.

so after book buying i hung out and read on a bench for about 4 hours.
then me and mom went to brentwood for chineese take out and it was great.

BACKSTREETS BACK ALRIGHT!

so we got back from the big bear retreat today...
yea we'll totally miss paul, heather, counselor kim, and of course JACQUI.
most important lesson learned on the trip:
I AM NOT A WILDERNESS GIRL.
not even a little bit,
not now, then, or ever.
everyone had a pretty good time...
all we did was hike, compare bra sizes, and talk about dresses for casino night.
highlights of the trip:
--singing backstreet boys and kelly clarkson at midnight AND being barked at by the BISHOP BOYS!!!!!
--emily l telling the bishop boys they were freaks and should join the circus.
--swimming in our underwear at Deep Creek (as the fat old polar bear men say...)
-- GAY PIRATE AUCHER!!!!!!!!!
that and extreme altitude sickness (ie fevers and shivers) basically explains the whole trip.

now i'm home...
i took the longest shower on record,
and am now eating sugar-free chocolate and drinking massive amounts of diet coke while watching Save the Last Dance.

yay.

BACKSTREETS BACK ALRIGHT!

mona lisa smile

mona lisa copy
Originally uploaded by sprinklefairy831.

going to the grove with jandra and maybe cathy...

more photoshopping to come...

yay for the weekend

finally updating...
this was a loooooooooooooong week.
a very long week.
but besides all the crap at school, i survived.
last night i detoxed from that hellish first week of school by sitting in bed and watching Good Will Hunting, part of Forrest Gump on TNT, and How to Marry a Millionaire.
yes, i know, a movie marathon with movies about a boy-genius (written by matt damon and ben afleck, i never would have guessed), another explaining that "lifes a box of chocolates, you never know what your gonna get" (aww not coconut again!), and a Marilyn Monroe movie about 3 girls whos only ambition is to marry a millionaire (its so ridiculous, could be considered satire if it had been made now, but alas, in the 1950s this really was a way of life, sad but true).
anyway...
sara's getting her hair done today... red streaks (hahaha i almost wrote steaks!)\\.
i might go skool supply shopping today, or i might just hang out or i dont know...
any ideas.... hit the cell... totally open to suggestions!
yes, i have hw, but i'd rather not think about that.

final words of wisdom from The Wallflowers...
"Theres three ways out of every box,
you can crawl out the bottom or crawl out the top..."
and the third says somthing about drifting away like smoke... wich is always a good plan b if you ask me.

enjoy the merry-go-round!