Monday, April 24, 2006
so, or any of you reading this who have it in your head that you don't want to read about how much I love Julie, no one's making you read it, so...you don't have to. Be forewarned that this is going to be mostly about Julie, and be almost completely uninteresting to anyone who is not Julie or myself, or some hopeless romantic that gets off on the idea of others being happy together, yeah you.
So anyway, I met Julie rather randomly. It was second semester my freshman year, her sophomore; the very end of second semester, actually. (Rachel, this comment pertains most especially to you if by some chance you happen to stumble upon my blog for some reason, you probably won't want to read this because it goes over how integral your part was in me ever getting to know Julie, oh, and by the way, it'd be really great if we could put all our past differences behind us and be friends, I'd really like that and I'm certainly willing to do it, and I'd do the best I could to never upset you again. I think you can be really cool when you want to be.) so back to the story, We were working on our final project in English, my group consisted of Rachel, April Murphy, Sharla Chamberlain and myself. We had decided right from the start to do a puppet show, (we had almost complete control over what we did for this project, as long as it was something of decent theatrical or literary merit haveing to do with the Odyssey,) so I worked long and hard on writing a script, maybe a full two hours. Unfortunately, Rachel decided that my script contained some indecencies, including the word "crap" several times, and a reference to pot smoking and seeing talking gummy bears or some such. Anyway, she decided that they must be edited out and so we took the floppy disk and headed to her house where, as we were walking toward the house, I met Julie for the first time, she was with Talley, who, at the time, I also did not know. This was not the first time I saw Julie, I had seen her once before in a picture that Rachel brought to English one day for some project of some sort or some other reason that does not come to my recollection. I even remarked on how pretty she was.
That meeting was not particularly important, however, and consisted of an introduction. Later I got to know Talley through means of which I cannot remember and it was through Talley that I first got to learn a few things about Julie. Being new in school and having a lunch different than that of every friend I had, I spent sophomore year eating with Talley and her friends, one of which was Jay White, who I had known for many years before, the other consistent member of our table was Julie. I found her to be delightful, but did not consider a relationship on account of the fact that, well, for one, she was already in one: and I am not a person to get involved in other people's relationships, and two: I thought she was completely out of my league. A girl that pretty, especially one older than me was certainly out of my reach. And that's how it went all year, Julie and I became aquaintances, though not necessarily friends, and I still knew very little about her and had yet to consider her romantically.
Then came the summer. Rachel invited me to help her and Sarah wrap Trevor's house because they had never done it before and they had this idea that I was some sort of an expert. (I am and was experienced, but an expert...maybe. an expert with little money.) The one selected to drive us on this short trip toward Trevor's house, was none other than the beautiful, and all around stupendous, Julie of my dreams. She looked extra lovely that night for some reason. She'd always been beautiful beyond all reason, but for some reason that night she looked spectacular, even for her. We got in the car, and we talked, and I became almost instantly entranced with her. When we got to the house, I gave a little instruction to Rachel and Sarah, but did not join them right away because Julie had decided to stay with the car, and I had become determined to stay with her. It was there that I discovered she no longer had a boyfriend and was therefore a possibility. I convinced her to join in on the house wrapping, and it was marvelous and to this day one of my top...5 hosue wrapping experiences, and there have been many, though the wrapping job was moderately pathetic. Trevor's house isn't very good for wrapping anyway.
Then shortly after that, Rachel dragged Julie to a teen guild play, "the Stolen Prince and the Lost Princess" because Sarah was in it, and I was talked into going because...because Jeana and Joanna were in it, that's why. Anyway, we ended up sitting next to each other, well, with an isle in between, but that didn't stop me from commenting to her the entire time.
I had had her on my msn list for quite some time, from our mild aquaintance at the lunch table, but I never talked to her online, but after the house wrapping I had become quite determined to get to know her better. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, and still is, and I was going to do everything I could to make sure she didn't get away without me at least taking a chance. So, one day she saw a cockroach, and Julie hates cockroaches maybe more than anyone that I know of, while I was talking to her online, and I offered to come over and kill it, if she could give me a ride that is, (I, at the time, did not have my lisence). So she did, she came and picked me up, and I hunted it down and killed it and then disposed of it properly, and I stayed most of the rest of the day. And that's when we started hanging out. We hit it off right away and it wasn't long after that we were officially hooked up.
Julie, it was a random turn of events that brought us together, and I thank God for it. You were indeed a Godsend, and I don't want to imagine how my life would be without you because I'm so happy with you. thank God for housewrappings.
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1:16 AM
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Sunday, April 23, 2006
okay, so here it is...tiday I have to read at least 100 pages in The Sound and the Fury or I won't be able to finish it by the time it's due. On top of that, I have two statistics review packets that will probably take me somewhere around two hours each to do correctly, and a project that I have yet to look at. So, I'm busy, or at least I should be, but I know myself well enough to know that I probably won't do all of that. I probably won't do most of it.
On a lighter note, Mammoth was awesome. For those of you not properly aquainted with the sci-fi channel, Mammoth is a sci-fi original movie starring Vincent Ventresca, Summer Glau, and Tom Skerrit, (IMDB them), about an alien posessed mammoth that rampages around a city. I know what you're thinking: "that's a stupid premise", and it is, but the movie was so well done on so many levels and the acting was so incredibly good. Now, I admit, I've liked sci-fi original movies that weren't very good at all, but those I recognize to be bad movies, I just like them anyway, (oh S.S. Doomtrooper, why do I love thee?).
Man Mark Hammill's a wash-out, anyway...
Final Fantasy: Advent Children comes out in two days. I'm psyched. I'm definately renting it as soon as possible. You, know, it's not like I've been waiting nearly two years or anything...I'm a nerd...
tomorrow starts the beginning of my first play directing job, not counting the hours that I spent finding, cutting, and tweaking the script to make it time efficient and school appropriate. I'm kinda excited, I mean, it's a good script, I plan to have a good cast, and I think it will go well. Four weeks is plenty of time to direct a play of this complexity *coughnotcough*.
You know what's a darn good movie? The United States of Leeland. I'd never heard of it untill three days ago, but man it was good. You know what else is a good movie, Silent Hill. I'd never seen so much barbed wire in my life.
oh yeah, mammoth was awesome too, but I already mentioned that one, just thought I'd mention it again because it was so good. Vincent Ventresca is a genious, and Summer Glau is awesome.
What the heck was Tom Petty doing in The Postman...?
Julie, I want you to know that you make me happy. You make me feel like I'm doing the right thing, like I'm doing what Im supposed to be doing. You make me feel...right...the way I'm supposed to feel, and I love you for that and for so many other things. You're my better half, I only wish that I improved on you as much as you improve on me. You make me great, without you I'm okay, but with you, some of your awesomeness rubs off on me and I'm great, better than okay. I'm lucky as that crazy little girl from the anamaniacs, that always walked into the most dangerous situations while the dog chased her around trying to protect her, but she always managed to step unwittingly at just the right time to catch that swinging pipe or to dodge that falling wall, I'm as lucky, or more lucky than that girl to have you, and that's pretty darn lucky. I thank God for you, and I love you with all the love I have and some that I stole from others.
P. S. You're awesome, Jubilee!
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