Brain Floss

Secondhand Sadness

2004-11-07T08:25:00.000-08:00

Good morning, my coffee-house-dwellers! Welcome to Julie's cappecino coffee cabin. Can I interest you in some fresh coffee-bean flavoured thoughts?

I can't believe it!
Has it already been almost half a year? I can still remember the first day of rookie camp. Marching band CAN'T be over. I mean, what else am I going to do? I guess I'll have to end up not having a life again. And it sucks when you don't have a life with your name on it. I wish there was a place you can just purchase one. Maybe I can find a life for sale on eBay.
Anyway, last night was one of the best ballgames I have ever been to! I can't believe we defeated an undefeated team by a point or two! Everyone was so energetic and excited- you could just feel the tension and the excitement in the air as thick as shaving cream.
I did a lot of praying. It could have been our last game of the season if we had lost, and I would've cried. I would miss it all: marching band keeps me going, it keeps me enjoying life and keeps my mouth in shape. Because without marching band, my mouth would rust itself shut from never smiling.
Here's what I will miss:

All the moments I got to spend with my new friends I have made this year
The way the crowd looks from the field below
How I always had to buy a new pair of gloves every game because I always misplaced mine
Having to buy black socks at Winn Dixie
Dancing in the stands with my friends Kayla and Hayley
Rushing around the band room to get ready
Practice, believe it or not
The way my flute smells like formaldehide

It's depressing. And yes, my flute smells like formaldehide. I just want to say this to anyone who is reading this that has given me their friendship and my happiness:

I will miss you so much. You all have been amazing. We have gone through tough times and amazingly hilarious times, and times that touched my heart. Band isn't what people stereotype it as. Band is family, band is friends, band is blood and sweat and memories and friends that you will have for the rest of your life.

I love you guys! We'll have loads of fun next year!

Julie

Lights, Camera, Goats!

2004-11-02T16:09:00.000-08:00

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Whoo! Guess who? Cha of course it's me.
Ya know what? My life is like a movie. I know that's disgustingly cliche' but it's honestly the truth. Because here's how my last two days have gone:
I got the sudden spontaneous urge to chop off my hair with kitchen-scissors.
...that didn't turn out pretty
I had to get my hair 'repaired' by some fat lady at the hair cutting place
Today I went to the doctors and at the doctors I aquired pink-eye
I was eating my Now and Later at the goat's play pen and one jumped up and ate it out of my hands
That made me frown because I like Now and Laters
I petted the donkey and laughed cause he had a funny hair cut
And just now I fell in slow motion
See? Maybe my life is a movie, and no one's telling me. Maybe it's a documentary about the mentally crippled h
Tee look at that little ambulance thing!
Ahem. Anyway, all summed up:
The goat ate my Now and later. I have "pink-eye" even though my eye isn't pink. I am afraid of bubble baths. My hair would make one think I'm a man. No one can tell the difference. Bananas have 153 calories. This blog whomps.
Toodles! Julie

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Bonfires and Flip-Folders

2004-10-28T18:18:00.000-07:00

Well since I feel empowered right now, I'm gonna type BIG. Tonite was the backyard bash. It only lasted ten minutes or so, but it was one of the most memorable nights of my life.
I chased Kayla around as the 'Hug Monster' and we danced like spotaneous lemurs! Cha. It was a smashing good time.
Hayley's eyes were green today.
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I'm out.
Julie

Why does life have to crap on my lawn?

2004-10-27T17:52:00.000-07:00

Ahoy mates. I just got back from church. I forgot all about this blog until all of a sudden it flashed in my head. I don't think about things: I only usually am focused on three things at a time. Usually it's my boyfriend, my friends, and how they make Jello green.
There is a Reeses Peanut Butter cup wrapper on my couch. It is the remains, the carcass, the skeleton of something once-sweet. There is also a tiny stuffed moose on my desk in front of me. It is wearing a little pizza box. It's getting into the Halloween spirit I suppose.
Speaking of Halloween, it is my all time favorite holiday of the year, and it still hasn't struck me that it's only four days away. Things never strike me. I'm stupid.
But I like halloween because of the feeling you get just thinking about it. Kind of like when you slosh down an ice-cold root beer and you can feel it running down your throat and the sudden cold chilling your insides and your stomach. It's kind of like that.
Is it bad to like someone when you have someone? I guess you can't help yourself from liking a person, you can't just tell your emotions to back off. If only it were that easy. The person I have, I love him to death. But there are four others that are having a slumber party in my heart, and I can't just tell them the party's over and that it's time to go home.
I guess it's inevitable. You're bound to always want what you don't have.
I think I want a life.
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Julie

Today..my brain's first flossing

2004-10-19T17:26:00.000-07:00

Welcome to my brain.
Um that sounded a little too formal. Um,
Like wat ^?
There we go.

If you want to get into each and every wrinkle of my brain and see what it's like being me, you've come to the right place. Step right up and sip some pink champagne and stuff yourself with tiny sandwhiches while I explain to you how my mind works.
"Get those sticky notes up and stickin'! Get those bicycles bicycle'n! Let's see some work around here!" Yells a tiny man in pin-striped trousers and a pen behind his eat. He is ordering more tiny little men around that work at THE NOGGIN, only the hottest place in brain-world, and is also Julie's head.
Little men scramble every which way, and there is much noise and chaos. Some men are sticking yellow sticky notes up on a bulletin board where all of Julie's thoughts are.
"Here comes another one! Fresh thought!" A tiny man comes pushing through holding the note above his head, trying frantically to get to the board.
In another area of the office, there is a sweaty little man on a work-out bike peddaling his little heart out. The bike is the center of power for Julie's brain. When the man is having an unusually good day and peddalin' crazy-fast, then Julie's having a good smart day. But when he isn't, wel, you get the picture. And since the man never has a good day, then..Well Julie's pretty much screwed. Let's put it this way: She's dumb.

Well, that's only the left side of my brain. The right side just has a McDonalds and a 7 Eleven. hey, little men gotta eat too!

Today was a usual day in the life of me. I went to the band room this morning; ( this is always my first stop ) ..then I went to Spanish, then homeroom, then actual band class. I always look forward to band because my favourite people are in there. I like them a lot. They keep my heart light. Then I headed off to lunch with Hayley, only today I abandoned her to talk to Carolyn and she..walked away and I felt bad. Then I met up with her at lunch again and sat across from her as per usual. Today I ate because for once I felt like it. Lunch was a bit sad today because I felt bad for someone who seemed disturbed. Then I went to science, then language, and then finally band practice. Band practice whomped because I got to see Hooter. Today he shared at seat with my bum and I liked it. He also hugged me..and I liked that too. Then band was over and I waited outside for my mama to get5 me with Kayla. Kayla was especially hilarious and she made me giggle.
Then I went home and ate a lot, then wrote a poem, then begged my mom to let me on the computer.
Sorry my life isn't all shiny and juicy..it is sometimes. It's like tin foil, shiny but then when you get grease on it it rusts. It's been especially rusty lately.
Anyway, I have to depart for today. Maybe I'll work up enough stamina to write in this tomorrow. Good bye, cruel, stoopid world!
..Meh ^_^