hello.
i'm juli.
yes i'm somewhat of a spaz.
that's my mug. nice and big.
in case you were wondering---
the whole 3 people who read my blog.

moving out. again.
i'll miss this little place called home.
i'm excited to meet cute boys.
oh geeez.
i will be hosting waffle nights at my apt.
i hate waffles.
but boys love waffles and i love boys.

i have truly enjoyed christmas break.
awwh. so nice and relaxing.
actually i have worked 9-6 everyday.
but i come home and relax.
these are my new yoga pants/slipper. I heart them.
p.s kinda nast but I have worn them the past 3 days.
yup that's what i call christmas break folks.
plan on wearing them all next week too. ha.
joking.
ok maybe not joking.

grades are posted. I am proud to announce i survived anatomy and microbiology.
not to toot my own horn or anything but i did pretty awesome. uvu has the hardest anatomy class in the state. yup i rocked it. actually it sucked- and pretty much killed me. but i still have my scholarship woot. that's all that matters. my study buddy in that class got a d+. poor girl.

next semester
a. zumba (i really am enrolled in this one)
b. yoga (hope to enroll. probably so i can wear my new yoga pants)
c. weight lifting (if i get called as ward chorister, i have to enroll. work off the relief society flab)
d. tennis (some day i'll play at wimbledon)
e. golf (i know the coach on a first name basis and he loves me)
f. watermedia (art class)
g. women's literature interdisciplinary seminar
h. institute (feel the spirit. meet cute boys. duh)

ok. so maybe this semester will be a waste of time- but i deserve a break.
and if i go on a mission who cares what i take right?! i have a year and a half to figure things out.

i got a camera for christmas. so i'll probably be posting more pics than novels. woot.

finals

here i sit. 4 tylenol later.
i don't like finals. i have zero motivation.
my brain is fried to the max.
but going to chicago on friday to see 2 little girls that bring me more happiness than
- cardigans
- running
- york peppermint patties
- and even sprite zero.
can't wait.

Yesterday was the Christmas party. I made Kali and I's costumes.
I look kinda like a Lamanite. Someone told me I looked like pocahontas.

I should be doing homework.
but my mind is plagued with other things....
stuff I want to blog about.

this week was rough.
1. i hate the doctor
2. school is stress
3. no sleep
4. mother out of town
5. end of semester (excuse my french) crappiness

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sometimes I get homesick. if you know what I mean. sometimes my spirit decides it is sick of all the junk in this world and just wants to go home.

sometimes I feel weirdish inside. Like I should be doing something but I don't know what. sometimes I like someone. but know I can't. and I shouldn't.
sometimes I nickname people. this one kid I nicknamed Jasper off The Holiday, because sometimes I feel like I am just his convenience. but I am kinda sick of having my emotions drug through the mud. I need to just break the ties. seriously. but he's kinda my bestie so it's hard.
sometimes I just need a hug and a diet sprite and a piece of fruity gum. like right now.
sometimes I want to go on a mission. other times I don't.
sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night in a panic about stupid things. usually it's dreaming about anatomy or microbiology. but a couple nights ago I woke up and guess what... ok well first off I am in no hurry to get married- I love just dating whoever the heck I want and being able to flirt with whoever I please (which is quite fun I must say). Anyways I woke up in a panic that when I die and get to judgment day (having died single) that I wouldn't be able to go to the highest degree of the Celestial Kingdom because I had my chance to marry (you know who...ok maybe you don't. but someone a while ago asked the pops if he could marry me...) and I didn't. In institute we were talking about how every woman that doesn't get a chance to marry will have the opportunity after this life. Yeah um... I have already had my opportunity. yikes.

this post is absolutely 100% random. and I am just letting my fingers type whatever the heck they want.

speaking of the boy situation. in the past like yearish I have dated 3 RMs who went to australia and like 4 who want to be lawyers. then at work this boy told me he wanted to set me up with one of his mish companions who just got accepted into Harvard. he scored in the 99th percentile on the LSAT so he got to choose pretty much whatever school he wanted. pretty sure I am either going to marry a. an ausie or b. a lawyer I hope I marry an ausie lawyer. mmm lassie. pretty sure I want to go out with this harvard mass of goodness. I wouldn't mind moving back east. oh and one more thing- sometimes I have a crush on this kid- he is younger than me (not by much though) he's just turned 20 I think. anyways he gets his mission call this week. why is it that you only like the ones you know you can't have?!

boys. boys. boys.

2 things.

2 things.
1. Confession. Today I saved a life. aka donated blood. but honestly just for the t-shirt. bad I know.

2. This was one of the happiest/most exciting moments of my life. I think I am ready to do another. 26.2 that is.

little indians and black friday war wounds

We went up to Bountiful for Thanksgiving.
Michelle is an amazing hostess. She is always so organized and energetic. I love it.
It was super fun to see all the fam.
This Thanksgiving I reflected a lot about what was going on in my life 1 year ago.
I have come a long way. It was rather rewarding to reflect on the past year.
I am still confused as to where time went though.
I am excited to see what 2010 will bring.

Kali, Cambri, Kiana, Cerese, Me, and Esme.
Kali and I made sugar cone teepees with the little kiddos.

Little Baby Esme.
Oh she is the cutest little thing ever.
I would ask her, "Who is your favorite?" she would then say "JULI" then I would give her a skittle. She learned quick! I could just kidnap this sweet, cuddly, little gal.

The kiddo's with their teepees. hoorah for the Indians.
I dyed my hair black and wore moccasins to Thanksgiving. like an indian.

speaking of Indians... I could just kiss Jacob Black. oh goodness.

Black Friday+ The Summers family= too early, too aggressive, lots of laughs, fun, and memories.

This year...
I didn't have anything that I was really looking to buy. But--- my ma wanted to buy some of the $2 dvds. So, I went to help out- the more hands grabbing, the more dvds we would get- was her theory. Kali, Dad, Mom, Preston and I all left at 4:00 to shop our little hearts out. I'm not a particularly vicious person but... black friday might be a small exception. As we were in there pushing our way through- I saw Phantom of the Opera (only $2!) and wanted it really bad. I grabbed it and pretty soon this 75+ year old little lady just snatched it out of my hand. No joke. I turned around- and gash... elbow right in the ribs- some overly antsy middle-aged man ran me over reaching for Tinkerbell and The Lost Treasure. Grasping my ribs, catching my breath, and regaining composure, I reach over to grab my dvd back from the frisky little 75+ year old lady and yup she ran the corner of her cart right into my leg...
It's a much bigger bruise in real life. take my word for it. She got away, with my dvd I might add. But no worries I got another one. Anyways the story isn't over yet! We ended up behind her in line, she turned her little back and yoodle yoodle yoink- I stole P.S I love you right out of her cart! haha I win.
Here is another bruise on my other leg (please excuse the horrible photos). My mother shoved me through the crowd. thanks ma. yay for Black Friday war wounds!



Oh geez. That was all a lie... ok just a joke.
Really I have no idea where those bruises came from.
I didn't even get to go shopping this year because I had to work.
Seriously though I wake up everyday with new bruises (sometimes they are huge).
If I were married, people would think I was abused.
I think I am just a klutz. yikes.

break.

Dear Mr. Time- please go slow this week.

today.
filled with goodness beyond comprehension.
skipped class.
spent too long at the gym.
made thanksgiving cards.
almost burned down the house.
read twilight.
laid by the fire.
took a bath.
read twilight.
thinking about going back to school gives me anxiety.
is it too late to drop out?

so much to be thankful for.

Today- I sincerely feel like I have so much to be thankful for.
I am just going to list the things I have been thinking about and some are serious, some are not.

*I am so thankful first of all for Jacob Black... haha this list is going to be good.
--Let me explain. He has motivated me to do ab work every night. and he's gorgeous.
*I am so thankful for a beautiful, hard working, talented, spiritual, caring, loving mother. who loves me even when I don't rinse out my oatmeal bowl and put it in the dishwasher. who's tender touch and warm hug can calm even during the toughest days.
*I am so thankful for a patient, protective father. bishop. chaueffer. I hate driving with a passion. we carpool. and the long talks we have nearly every morning and evening to and from school. he listens to me cry. knows when to offer advice and when to just listen. he's a mind reader- for real. thanks for the hundreds- literally, hundreds- of blessings you give me.
*I am so thankful for gorgeous sisters, a protective and loving brother, amazing brothers-in-law who love my sisters and treat them well, and precious little nieces. and of course little skidmore thomas brown-- on the way.
* I am so thankful for amazing leaders in the church, especially during young womens- they are still such an example to me.
* With time I have become increasingly grateful for the hard trials and continuous struggles and battles in my life. They have truly brought me closer to my Savior, and taught me how to rely on him rather than myself.
* I am so thankful for good health.
* I am so thankful I can go run and run and run.
* I am so thankful for spaceheaters
* I am so thankful I have a wonderful job.
* I am so thankful I sweat like a man. it makes me feel good after I work out.
* I am so thankful for diet sprite.
* I am so thankful amazing women- elderly and young- in the ward.
* I am so thankful for cute boys.
* I am so thankful for the small and simple things that make me smile.
* I am so thankful for the priesthood. and boys who honor it. it means so much.
* I am so thankful I am not a pioneer. I would have died the first night.
* I am so thankful for christmas music- literally makes me so happy.
* I am so thankful for the temple.
* I am so thankful good literature.
* I am so thankful for flight benefits. and the many places I have been fortunate to visit. even if only for a day.
* I am so thankful for President Monson. most amazing man. I want to meet him. if I were within feet of him I would run up and give him a hug. then probably get taken down by his security guards. but seriously don't you just want to hug him.
* I am so thankful for prayer.
* I am so thankful anatomy is almost over. I am so sick of dreaming about forgetting whether the jugular foramen is part of the sphenoid bone or occipital bone. or even better waking up sweating because I have forgotten where the extensor carpi radialis longus muscle inserts or originates.
* I am thankful for so many more things. I will probably add to this list over the week.
* Right now I am just thankful that I only have class two days of school this week. hoorah.

the unknown

No work today. Happy Veterans Day. PTO. whoo

I decided I hate the unknown/un-decided-ness of college age life.

I may or may not fail out of college this semester.
My sleepness nights of studying may or may not pay off.
I may or may not lose my scholarship.
I may or may not have just eaten 2 flippin fattening pumpkin cookies.
I may or may not have a crush on this kid.
I may or may not have have just written that.
I may or may not become a nurse.
I may or may not become an illustrator.
I may or may not go on a mission.
I may or may not go to school next semester.
I may or may not move to New York City.
I may or may not have time to buy a cardigan and sew a peacock on it.
I may or may not work in Alaska in this summer.
I may or may not do a century (100 long long miles) bike race.
---- see what i mean way too many un-freakin-knowns.

How did ya'll survive?

p.s don't tell me to be patient. I don't want to be patient.
I have to make plans... Why? because this is how I live my life ----------->I might cry if I lost my Franklin Covey Day Planner.
p.s.s my post came off kind of ornery. haha.
I'm good I promisio. just a little indecisive about things that's all.
and I needed to vent-ish just a weebit.

What happens in vegas...

Ah. I have so much stuff to blog about... this might be the longest post of all time.

First of all. I have to admit the background is kinda weirdish- but actually super cool/retro at the same time, however that works.
It was titled French Flea market.
That's why I chose it because
A. I want to be french. or at least speak it.
B. I want to go to France. maybe live there. and paint.
C. I love flea markets.

Anyways I just love this kid. I'll miss her when I move out.
A couple Sunday's ago I was in "the dungeon" (dad's studio).
It's where I do homework. coldest room in the house.
Kali came in.
yup, that was the end of studying.
We made like 5 music videos.
We are out of control...
I think she is probably the next Nancy Sinatra.



Terry, Cody (Terry's mish companion), and I ran the Snow Canyon 1/2 marathon in St. George this past weekend. It was the most beautiful/amazing run I have ever done! Terry and I finished in 1 hour 47 minutes which is an average 8:14 min/mile. I was happy considering we didn't even train for it. After the race we spontaneously drove to Sin City. whoo whoo. not gonna lie I felt a little rebellious.

I never bring my camera anywhere... I am awful. I need a new one so bad because I love pics. Anyways Terry brought his camera--> so here they are.

Cody, Terry, and I after the race. note the sweet medals.
oh and see my number 1235 that's my teller number at work.
what a coincidence.

Terry and I. Running buddies.
we go every morning at 5:00 am.
I <3 it.

We ate at Planet Hollywood buffet.
I hate buffets. The things you do for boys...
It cost us each $30- I probably ate $5 worth of food.
That money could have bought me a cardi.
Don't get me wrong. It was fun---
not worth the greens. just worth the company. ha

Some Elvis impersonator and the boys.

After dinner we went to the Bellagio.
and threw pennies in the fountain.
and made wishes.
we watched the water show.
that was my fave part of vegas.

Bellagio

I heart this pic.

The last 45 minutes of the long. long. long. drive home we found a radio station playing
RED ALERT... Christmas Music! I love love love love love Christmas time.
It is so magical.
I thought they started playing Christmas music on Nov 1.
nope, they don't.
So I have been waiting very anxiously for this day.
I love that everyone is so happy during this season.
I love doing secret service for other people.
I love the stories.
I love the traditions.
I love the snow. not driving in it.
I love the lights.
I love the fireplace.
I love the non-fat sugar-free hazelnut steamers.
But most of all I love that everyone tries to be a little more Christlike.

I want to go to the mo-tab christmas concert so. so. so. so. so. so. bad.
I really hope I can find tickets because we couldn't get them this year :(
Anyways- life is great.
not gunnah lie sometimes it's super hard-
and sometimes it sucks.
and hurts.
but The Church is true and that's all that matters.

Me and my bestie are running a half marathon next weekend.
In St. George.
I haven't trained.
He hasn't either.
It will be great.
That means no sugar.
I need to lose like 5 lbs.
Then I can run faster.

On another note...
Dad came and "tucked me in" tonight.
He told me if I was a little more loving I would enjoy life more.
He said I should hug more.
I'm going to try this.
So if we are walking down the street and I barely know you, but give you a hug...
I am trying to be more loving.
Why not, right.
People are so into themselves lately.
What happened to the good old days when people would give you the shirt off their back, or the shoes off their feet?
This is my vow to be a kinder person.

p.s no nursing letter yet.
p.s.s I registered for classes- consists of a. phsyiology b. drawing c. painting
d. water media and techniques (aka watercolor). perfect-o schedule.
p.s.s.s can someone please just tell me a life plan. pretty please. thanks. mission? nursing? moving? work? artist/writer/business? boys?

just thoughts

I finally got my new cardigan.
It is so cute.
It was a very well deserved purchase.

So---
I love getting the mail.
It's my favorite part of the day.
Other than going to bed.
I can't wait until I get married and have my own mailbox.
My husband better not like getting the mail-
or there will be a serious problem.
I have been waiting for the nursing acceptance/denial letter-
hasn't come.
and it probably won't until the end of November.
Today when I got the mail I decided that...
I want to kiss in the rain, like in The Notebook.
Love that movie. I love the smell of the rain.
I want it to rain.

I have to register for classes on monday- yikes.
I am registering for art classes, and maybe a literature class.
and a couple PE class- I just want a cake semester.
my brain will never recover after this one.

Thank goodness for the weekend and a new cardigan. that's all.

Plan B

If I don't get into the nursing program I am going to be a New York artist/librarian/writer. Wouldn't that be totally awesome. I am kind of second guessing myself about nursing lately, maybe because I don't know if I will get in.

amayazhing

today i read this blog. it was long. it was boring.
my posts are always long. and probably boring.
so let me get to the point.

Communication-
why is it so hard. when it should be so easy.
Just say it. simple right? psh- yeah
not with boys. just people in general

Mission-
Is it for me?

Nursing-
might not get in.

NYC-
want to go. calling my name- loud and clear.

Boys----> save for a longer post.
but- no interest in the boy in the last post.

Budget-
now in place. hate it. need a new cardigan real bad.
I am going to ask santa for this one. so cute. anthropologie. never been there.
someone come with me. see above.

I heart nordys cardigans. this is on sale only $25. someone should buy it for me. see below.



This little puppy just went 50% off at nordys.
see below.
yup totally making a trip there.
i don't just want it.
i need it.

Chocolate-
not eating anymore. until halloween at least.
or sugar at all as a matter of fact.

Running-
my personal heroine. addicted.

School-
A. hug me B. Diet Sprite C. death D. all of the above

Church-
peace. love it. the only thing keeping me chugging through life.

i hate short posts. makes me sound like a brat.
and I can't explain myself. and it's not even short. ha-

lame-o title

I never know what to title my posts...haha.
Anyways- I feel like I have so much to blog about but at the same time nothing.
I just love this little kid- she is like my bff. I could just hug her and snuggle her all day. She is so hilarious. Today I asked her, "Alayna- what should I be for halloween?" She didn't even have to think she immediately responded, "a treat!" I started laughing and she said, "a sucker." So for halloween I might just be a sucker... haha. Tonight Steph and the Cobster came over and my new favorite thing to do with her is to read Chicka Chicka Boom Boom! because she gets so excited and can pretty much recite it with me.

Mom, Dad and Kal are going to Indiana this weekend :( I want to go really, really, really, really bad. But school sucks and I have to stay home- even though it's fall break, because I need to get caught up. I want to see little Moira and Madeline so so bad. Next weekend I will be absolutely home alone because Preston is going to Disneyland. PARTY! haha not really- but hopefully people can do stuff or I will just be a little nerdlet that has to do homework all by my lonesome. I think I might put "the mom's" birds on KSL because I will not be feeding/watering them, the first time I hear a squawk they are out... haha.

So- we all know that pretty much I am boy crazy. yikes. You know that Colbie Caillat song that goes "I think I'm fallin' for you..." it has totally been stuck in my head probably because I think I really like this kid- and we go out, and I want to kiss his face (haven't yet), and he makes me smile, and he makes laugh, and whenever I see him my heart kind of jumps, and when he touches the back of my arm my stomach flips, and sometimes I don't think clearly and say stupid stuff... I guess that's what happens when your just a little twitterpated. But there is just one slight problem----> I don't really know what he thinks about me- he keeps calling back so?? whatever that means. To0 bad it's not like in Junior High when you just tell your friend you like a boy, she tells his friend to tell him, and if he likes you he tells his friend, who tells your friend who tells you... One day when I create worlds of my own not only will York Peppermint Pattys grow on trees but girls will be able to read minds. Wouldn't that make life so much easier? maybe not- but in this situation it totally would!

conference.

Wasn't conference just wonderful! I wish every weekend was conference weekend. There is such an amazing spirit and rejuvenation that fills my heart and I love it.
I feel like I have so much to work on! But I feel like I have kind of a new outlook on life. I love President Monson. I want to start a warm fuzzy jar. All the speakers were amazing, I feel like it was just for me, and I can't wait for the Ensign to come out.

This week I turned in my nursing application--- yikes.
I hope I get in. pray for me.
If I don't then I will most likely go on a mission, which would be freaking amazing.

I have a new crush. whoo whoo. oh geez,
it's bad. I can't really focus on school
and I don't get much homework done on the weekends anymore.
Good thing my grades are submitted for the nursing program...
all I have to do is pass microbiology and anatomy with a C.
I better not lose my scholarship this semester!

Elmer Summers

Happy Birthday Grandpa Summers!
I love you so much even though I never knew you.
If he were still here I know we would be best buds.
The other day I had the coolest experience-
But anyways, I know that one day I will be able to meet him.
and hug him
and thank him
and talk to him
just like we did before any of us came here.
I was named after him. juli summer stewart
I have always felt a close connection to him.
Sometimes I know he is helping me and watching over me.
Thanks Gramps, I can't wait to see you again. I love you! Happy Birthday.

College life-

My life is so busy.
It is so good though-
Lately it has consisted of ...

anatomy lectures
one too many sleepless nights
running.
anatomy studying.
cadaver labs.

haunted forest.
anatomy cramming.

first BYU football game... ever.
naps in the car.
laughing.
not sleeping.
BYU law library.
anatomy.
making music videos.
creepy stares.
people watching.
anatomy tests.
and probably one of the best weekends evv'ah.
p.s it consisted of absolutely no homework.
ahh what is my life coming to? I should be doing homework, or sleeping or something...
but a little twitterpated 16 year old is texting her life away to the latest "crush"
and since I sleep in the room directly below hers I will be hearing the bzzzz, bzzzz of her cell phone all night long. good times.

Yeah um. that's about it. Details to come later!? haha

ohh... and p.s.s thanks everyone for commenting! I don't really know why it said that I had to review comments before they were published, I must have accidently hit a filter or something because yes I am technologically  retarded.  But it isn't like that anymore I fixed it... whoo whoo

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woot for weekends.
I live for them
I crave them
they go way too fast
Friday:
Pool Party with the t-face.
Saturday:
Secret crush came to the bank. ps I literally gasped with excitement when he drove up. if it wasn't for the window between us I would have kissed his face. Speaking of kissing... about 5 minutes later this 33 year old single man asked me if I had kissed anyone since the braces came off. I told him no. He pretty much told me he'd kiss me but it would be weird since we're at the bank. ha creepster. Ate at PeiWei fave food of all time. Bought 2 way cute shirts for a grand total of $6.28 that's right folks I am a bargain shopper.
Sunday:
I got to shake this man's hand. Amazing. The Church is True. ps L. Tom Perry is totally awesome.
I have been thinking. hmm. i'm almost 21. maybe i'll go on a mish? cool yes. lifechanging absolutely. hard- most definitely. rewarding- beyond comprehension. If I get into the nursing program I am going to have a tough decision to make...

HELP!? advice, suggestions, comments, needed and much appreciated. even if you're a blog stalker.

Epiphany

RED ALERT. haha I say that a ton lately, who knows what it really means. Anyways I am at school and should totally be reading microbiology homework, BUT on the way to school I totally had an epiphany... I am an awful journal writer so I would much rather blog about it. So here goes nothing-

What if your Father made you this beautiful, wonderful, absolutely amazing gift and it could be all yours if you just SAY you'll take this test. So we all agree and get this gift! whoo whoo. But guess what while taking the test you forget what's important, you get distracted and all of a sudden you hate the gift, so you do horrible things to it. What a brat. right? How would that make your Father feel?

The world is filled with awfulness. We have been given wonderful bodies and red alert most girls hate this gift. But why? Most of us are blessed enough to sing, run, dance, frolick, skip, jump, smile, wink, climb, swim, bike, shimmy or whatever the heck we want... so from this day on no more gift hating for any of you reading this and myself included. satan is so freaking jealous he didn't get one that he does just about everything he can to make us hate ours. Well guess what satan, you suck.

That's all. off to class. kthxbye

9/11

First of all... apologies for the last post. I am really not a dramatic person, it was kind of an impulsive post. I'm not really leaving Utah, it really is a good place to live (for now anyways).

I dropped this freaking hard WWII honor seminar so life is so good! I finally have a little (very little) time to breathe, think, run, eat and sleep.

Anyways we all remember what we were doing 8 years ago today. As I drove in the pitch black to my freaking 7:00 anatomy lab this morning, I was listening to the radio and they did a moment of silence at 6:46 (that is when the first plane hit). It was really neat. I remember that day in 7th grade biology class gathered around the t.v. This was the first time I realized that everyday is literally a gift from the Giver. I promised myself that day that I wouldn't take anything for granted especially my family. I wish I could say that I lived up to that promise but I haven't. It is so easy to take people and relationships for granted. But each year on this day I am reminded to treat people a little kinder, speak a little more gentle, smile a little more, thank more often, give generously, and hug others selflessly.

Today is Stephani's Birthday... whoo whoo!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY- you are so freaking old.
My sister Steph is seriously the most thoughtful person I know!

I didn't get a chance to call her today because work/school... then she was on a date with the Cobe-ster and I didn't want to interupt. I just wanted to tell her

Thanks for...
Being a second mother (seriously, I am not being facetious)
Letting me run away to your house (and not telling mom/dad), giving me a place to stay
All the phone calls
All the advice
Being the fashion expert!
All the what not to wear marathons
Being my personal chemistry and calculus tutor
Raising the cutest little girl (and teaching her jew-ah) and the bun in the oven!
The hours and hours of shopping/bonding
Letting me tag along with all your friends (when you were in HS)
Drying my tears, sympathizing, offering advice, laughing...
Reminding me how rude it is to push the snooze 50 times when others are asleep (haha)
Serving a mission (you are incredible!)
Showing me what a true testimony is about
Supporting me
Fixing dinner for me when nobody is home
Understanding that I hate bonanza (with a passion)
Putting up with me
Loving me unconditionally

Steph, you are amazing! I hope that one day I am a wonderful wife/mother like you are. You are such an example to me. I know that I haven't always been the kindest person, thanks for loving me anyways and understanding. I love you so much! Happy Birthday. woot woot.

I didn't have a ton of pictures on my comp... but anyways, other than being totally amazing she is so freaking cute and stylish I might add (Coby is one lucky man!).

Love ya Steph! Hope you had a fantabulous day. <3 your fave sistah

Labor Day

Today I ran.
studied.
went on a bike ride with my best friend.
jumped on the tramp with a beautiful little 2 year old
discussed the amazing structure of bones with a freaking genius
skipped rocks
got paid time off
it was a seemingly perfect day.
Then I cried. about a lot of things.
It sort of felt nice.

New York City is calling my name.
I need a change.
Do you ever just want to get away?
Escape.
not to be a downer or anything but... maybe Utah's just not for me.

ps. I do not believe I am a nerd anymore.
why?
dad said i wasn't, "nerds are socially awkward."
And I am not.
also, "you can do well in school without being a nerd."
that's all.

Long weekend- whoo whoo!

Juli gets stressed really easy.
This is kind of common knowledge to the world.
Oh well it keeps life edgy right... haha. This semester just might be the semester I die of a bleeding ulcer (not really but my mom thinks so). Anyways I really do enjoy going to school- I love feeling like I am learning tons of new things, it makes me realize how much I don't know! But anyways I am so excited that fall is coming. I love when the leaves change colors. I love wearing cute cardigans. I love running anytime of the day I want because it's not way hot or way cold outside. I am so excited this weekend is 3 days long. whoo whoo. I totally want to go to Utah Lake (I HAVE NEVER BEEN THERE!), people say there's not much to see but I still want to go. While I am there, I totally want to just take my shoes off, roll up my pants and chase seagulls, ducks, geese, or whatever flying things there are by Utah Lake. Then maybe skip rocks, and just frolick around like I have no cares. Doesn't that sound fun? Ok maybe I'm weird but I need a little mind free-er or something.

So... I have been thinking. and I want to do a little shout out- so here goes nothin'

Shout out #1 goes to the brother. Thanks for taking me to subway. It was a good bonder. You are pretty hilarious. Your future wife will be very lucky to have such a loving, kind, thoughtful husband who truly honors his priesthood.

Shout out #2 goes to baby Moira. Baby's are so cute, fresh, innocent, perfect. Thanks little Moira for letting me smother you, and I miss you.

Shout out #3 goes to someone we'll just call "hank" to protect his identity. He is an engaged man now, but I wanted to tell him thanks for teaching me so much about life. He is one of the happiest, most thoughtful people I know. He probably doesn't read this but if you do, sorry for being a brat, and thanks for putting up with me for quite sometime. Thanks again "hank" and congrats on the engagement.

Shout out #4 goes to book publishers? thanks for nearly emptying my bank account with the high cost of textbooks.

Shout out #5 goes to slow drivers on the freeway (in the left lane aka fast lane). Thanks for teaching me a little bit about patience.

Shout out #6 goes to the coworkers. I absolutely love my job. I am so grateful that I work with way fun people. Thanks for always listening to my dilemmas/stories/drama and giving me killer advice. or just laughing at/with me. good times.

Shout out #7 goes to my institute teacher. um can I just say amazing. Thanks for teaching me about the saints in nauvoo (I'm taking church history) and how they literally risked their lives to attend the temple. It struck me hard. real hard. so- shout out to the saints in nauvoo as well.

Shout out #8 goes to the mother. well- I have a lot to say about her. but she deserves a whole post to herself so just one thing... Thanks for not kicking me out of the house because I burnt the popcorn kernels and stunk up your clean, pinesol-ish smelling, house.

Shout out #9 goes to the sistahs. yup I have the best. Steph- thanks for always commenting on my blog. haha. no really though you are so thoughtful! I love when you guys come down! Thanks for letting me "runaway" to your house on numerous occasions and not telling mom or dad haha. Tif- thanks for letting me come visit you and I love the phone calls! You are so cute and spastic. Thanks for all the advice you consistently share with me. Kali- oh hun. thanks for being like the best friend or somethin' you are so amazing. The boys just love ya (not more than I do though). And thanks for all the memories: being chased by dogs, rolling down grass hills, hannah montana, car washes, dates...

oh wow. I always write a ton. I didn't list a ton of people so... don't be offended if your name isn't on here and you think it should be... haha, I probably love you too.

school

I survived week 1 of school. Barely.

You know that fall semester has started when...

1. It takes 15 whopping minutes to get off I-15 onto university parkway (or avenue? whatever it's called)
2. Ibprofen and Excederin is taken like vitamins
3. Back throbs (too many books) and head pounds (too much information)
   
4. Going to work is a break (and I look forward to it!)
   
5. A random boy says, "We should study" and it's a pickup line
   
6. After being in class all day and your microbiology teacher tells you the only way to get rid of the Mad Cow virus is to "burn the hell out of it," and you laugh uncontrollably because it's the funniest thing I've heard all day.
7. Your circle of friends has literally shrunk to the people you see everyday in the library (and don't even know their names... just face!)
8. If you have forgotten if you have eaten, what time it is, what day of the week it is... (today I even forgot it was payday!)
9. If the library starts to feel homey.
   
10. If you get way excited about an Anatomy Coloring Book.
11. You get what I call, hunger heartburn. When you have been studying way to long at the school and haven't eaten (very common, especially during midterms/finals), your heart starts to cramp/burn really bad and then it feels like someone is stabbing you in the side with a sword and you can't even breathe (not even kidding. anyone else felt this but me?)
    
12. And last but definitely not least... you know fall semester has started if you can survive on an average of 4 hrs sleep.

Happy 50th

This week pops turned the big 5-0. whoo whoo! I have the best dad in the world so this post is dedicated to him! First of all Happy Birthday- Dad, I love you so much!
I'm not going to lie I am probably dad's favorite child, or at least I tell him I am. Mom says it's because I am the only kid that looks like her... Really he doesn't play favorites but I am so happy I have such a close relationship with him. I just wanted to tell dad thanks for everything! He is truly my hero and I look up to him probably more than he'll ever realize.

Dad- Thanks for...

• Being my 20 mile running partner
• All of our late, late, late night talks and
• Early, early morning gym excursions
• Always being so willing to give me a blessing whenever I need it or ask for one.
• Letting me kick your students out of your office so we can talk (and letting me sit in your chair).
• Encouraging and supporting me in absolutely everthing I do!
• Spending countless hours in the MET and other art museums with me and just bonding and soaking it all in. And of course teaching me about "good art"
• The numberless papers you have proofread and proofread and proofread
  
• Staying up with me super late so I didn't have to stay up by myself while I do homework
• Going on walks with me when I need to clear my mind
• Letting me use your space heater at work (and letting me sleep under your desk between classes when I have had one too many late nights/early mornings)
• Sharing your testimony with me
• Teaching me about the scriptures/gospel. (I love when we do the deep discussions! You know so much about the gospel and I absolutely love when we discuss it)
• Going into used book stores with me and spending hours, and hours.
  
• Always knowing when I need a hug and drying my tears when I'm having a rough day
  
• Driving me to school/work when I just can't handle the bad weather.
• Talking to me on the phone so I don't wig out during rush hour traffic.
• Being my foosball partner
• Teaching me to play pool (even if I am your handicap)
• Being so patient!
  
• Working so hard in everything you do to provide for the family
• Helping me paint my room super cute
• there is so many more things I could write but if I'm not careful this blog post may turn into a novel... But I wanted to write one last thing: Thanks so much for always being there for me when I need someone to just listen to me, especially during the hardest trials in my life and helping me to put things back into perspective.
  

Pops- you are so old! Wowser, 1/2 way to 100. Anyways I love you so much and I hope that you out-live me because I don't know what I would ever do without you and mom. Happy Birthday (I know I'm blogging about it late, but hey better late than never).

This week Tif and Josh blessed cute little Moira. I love this picture of Dad, Kali, Moira, and I.
Look at how cute all the girls are! Why wasn't I in this picture? haha
I love holding little Moira, she is such a good baby! I like to hog her. When she grows up I know I will be her favorite aunt.

This week school starts... so I will be doing a lot of this -----> and not a lot of blogging or anything else as a matter of fact. I am not ready to say good bye to summer. I guess I am a little excited to get back into a structured/routine life but totally sad at the same time.
The picture is kind of bad so if you can't tell what it is of, it's of mom and I. I am sitting on the couch (I look oh so happy... haha) with a blanket (i'm always cold) with my backpack, laptop, textbooks, and a notebook studying my brain out. goodbye freedom, hello fall semester.

Once upon a time...

in a town called blogville, there was a girl. She loved blogging about whatever the heck she wanted to! Then one day she blogged about this cute boy. Then the boy some how got the blog address and now the girl will no longer be blogging about whatever the heck she wants... ha ha

Moral of the story- maybe this girl should think about what she writes before releasing it to blogville. THE END.

Soo... anyways I am reading The time travelers wife because the movie just came out (whoo whoo) and looks so good. I haven't really heard good things about the book, but I heard that the movie is way good. If you have seen the movie: a- is it good or b- wait until the $1 theater? and if you have read the book is it worth my time? I have a lot of things to do before school starts and if this book is stupid I don't want to waste my time on it.

Wanted...

I need a running partner! Desperately bad... I went running with Terry- and it was super fun, but I did the invite last time so if he wants to come with me yeah um he should call right? I don't really want to appear desperate, I'm not, in case you were wondering. Anyways so this is my new idea- I am going to start a dog running business. If you know of someone who doesn't have time to walk their dog I will totally do it! Requirements: Will let me pick up their dog at 6:00 am or 9:00 pm (those are the times I like to run). The dog has to be able to fight off any potential rape-ists, kidnappers etc. The dog has to be at least able to run 6 miles, or maybe just like 4. Preferably large dogs (small dogs are too slow). I will run your dog 5 days a week and only charge $40/month that is dang flippin cheap so let your friends know! I am not even kidding-

or....

If you know of a cute boy who will go running with me then that works even better.

Oh and p.s I am running a marathon in Athens, Greece in November woot woot! Isn't that the coolest thing ever? <3

Commercial

I absolutely love this commercial- p.s I don't even like Red Vines but if a cute boy offered one to me... um yah I'd probably eat it. I don't know why I like it so much, I just do - anyways enjoy...

A tribute to nerd-hood

I am a nerd... everyone knows it. I have my braces off but I am still a nerd at heart. Sometimes I am socially awkward (I think most people are but just can't admit it). I would rather go see my nieces than hang out with friends on weekends. My psychology teacher told me (no joke), "life is hard for Mormon nerds." umm... yeah apparently got the double whammy on that one. I like being a nerd- nerds make the world go round. I like riding my bike to the library to rent old movies. I love writing in my Franklin Covey day planner. I love making 'to do' lists and crossing things off. it makes me feel successful. I love watching the food network. I love when I have a book that is so good I literally forget about everything else and can't put it down. I love sitting at the UVU library and studying for hours, in my own little corner, then the next day acing the test. woot. I love getting the highest score in the class (a little prideful I know but what can I say). p.s that's only happened a couple times. I've thought a lot about this whole nerd thing... I think it skips generations, and it must be a recessive gene. My parents are both very socialiable, as a matter of fact so are all of my siblings. Then there's me... yikes. I just hope that my kids don't get the nerd genes (or the Stewart elbows), because here I sit on a Friday night studying for finals... Please tell me there are other nerdy people like me, I need nerdy friends to relate too... kthxbye.

oh happy day!

I finally got the braces off! woot- no more 14 years old braceface for me! maybe I'll get the first kiss soon? hopefully ay. yup still VL crazy sauce. what can I say for myself? absolutely nothing other than I wanted to save it for prince charming- haha. I got a new haircut too but this isn't it. I was going to take a pic but it's 1:30 am and I don't look so perky. So more to come...

Here is some pictures from the marathon... we have better ones than this website but I haven't uploaded them yet.

This first picture is at about mile 16. It was right after I saw my whole family! They are truly the best and I couldn't have done it without their support. I was feeling pretty good at this point...

This is at I think like mile 21 or so.

This pic was at about mile 25 I was really stuggling to finish because it was so hot and I was very ready to be done!
Here I am probably only a 1/2 mile later totally dying... haha. I don't look so happy to be running.
We ran part of the parade route which was my absolute favorite part of the race! The spectators were amazing... they just cheered and cheered! Little kids were standing in lines with the hands out to give high fives and some squirted us with squirt guns (boy was I grateful!). I almost started bawling. I think this pic was right after that.

Then finally the end of the race! It felt so good to finish- I wanted to raise my arms above my head a whoop or hollar but yeah I was kind of weak and it took all my strength to raise my hands above my head.
It was a really good experience and I am so glad I did. It taught me a lot about mental toughness. I really feel like I can achieve anything I put my mind too. I am trying to talk the fam into running one with me next year but we'll see...

I love not having my braces, I truly can't stop smiling! Oh and one more thing Kali is going on her first date this weekend!!! woot! and I get to come along- we are doubling to the heber stampede (like the rodeo). It will be so fun I can hardly wait!

Dear Future Husband,

Now would be a good time to find me... you see I get my braces off in exactly 5 days and 11 hrs and 22 minutes and a haircut in 6 days 10 hrs and 19 minutes. So in other words start lookin' for me because I am done waiting for you- unless of course you would like me to go on a mission (I totally wouldn't mind!). I am sick and tired of lamespice dates and the creepiness/awkwardness of the singles ward. I know that you are a nerd but it's ok, I am one too. I hope you like branflakes (no milk) and yogurt mixed together for breakfast (or oatmeal w/splenda) and that you don't get annoyed that I count out my pretzles and measure what I eat. I hope you only eat a six inch subway sandwich (oven roasted chicken breast on wheat) because if not we won't be able to split a $5 footlong. I hope you like to run because I need a running partner desperately bad. Let's go swing at the park and then go fishing. There is a stampede up in Heber next weekend (like the rodeo) and I want to go really bad... want to come? Anyways I have so much more I would like to write to you but I need to go to bed so just remember who you are and what you stand for- haha I love you!

Love- Juli

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can?

I run the Deseret News Marathon in SLC in 4 days... yikes. I am super excited and kinda nervous at the same time! I bought this little guy to help me- One of the best investments I've ever made, and I have a cute new outfit to wear too.

Sometimes I think I have blonde roots... want to know why. I have more embarassing and clumsy moments than any person I know! No Joke. So the other day I got in the car after my night class got over and turned the lights on and none of them on the inside of the car turned on. I couldn't see my radio, clock, speedometer, anything- pitch black inside. So I called the Toyota dealership to set up an appointment to get it looked at (since it's still under warranty). So yeah um... totally embarassing- I guess I had just turned the little dimming knob all the way down. When I went to get my car back you have to sign the paper work and I read it over... they wrote down exactly the problem I had told them, then for the diagnosis it said something to the effect of the owner is just dumb and didn't know how to work the lights but we showed her how, the lights weren't really defective... Yup I'm smart.

This really really cute boy spoke in my home ward today with the high councilman- yeah pretty much I want to hook it up with him... He just got home from the mish. Perfect- then I can mold him how I want him while he's still fresh and somewhat after mission weirdy. I need to find someone to set me up with him mwah ah ah ah.

This little adventure will be on my mind the next couple days... (the marathon of course- not the boy). I am really excited to run with a ton of other people. If you know of any really good tips/advice please PLEASE comment because I want to hear all the trick of the trade. If I'm not dead next week at this time I'll post some picks of the marathon. woot. I think when I cross the finish line I'll be bawling because mom will be- I have the cutest mom, she's more nervous/stressed/worried than I am.

Just a little ketch n' up

So last time I posted I was so flippin' excited to get the braces off- and well here's the story.  I was so excited to go to the orthdontist I didn't even really sleep.  I keep having these dreams I get my braces off and my teeth are so cute I just can't stop smiling.  So I get to the ortho and the assistant looks at my chart and says, "oh you might get your braces off today."  My heart totally leapt and I was so excited... Long story short the doc came and looked at my braces and asked "Do you wear you rubber bands?"  what a dumb question! of course I do. At night I even double them... needless to say----

Yup---still a braceface.  He said, "give me one more month." When he laid me back tears totally started streaming down my face. I think on my record there is probably a warning that says, "Beware- emotional..."

 I have been so busy lately! But I just wanted to do a shout out first of all to the mother.  She is so flipping cute have you seen her?!P.S she is so talented, kind, loving, empathetic, generous... I could make a huge long list but she is such a cute little quilter I hope when I "grow-up" I am the best mom ever- like she is.  I think I'm pretty lucky I am the only kid that looks like her. 

Little Alayna is pretty hilarious- I just had to add this picture in because she calls me "Jole" because mom does.  Anyways she always says "No- Jole,"  I crawled under the quilting frames with her and made her a "'Layna taco." She loved it. 

I heart Harry Potter.  Not going to lie- sometimes I wish I was a wizard.  I would totally be on the Quidditch team.  I am reading these freaking addicting books right now which is so bad, I always have homework or studying to do but can't put these stupid books down.  woot for the movie coming out!
The best story for last...
Ok, so let me just say I have the best dad in the world... I am totally his favorite child- listen to this.  I am running a marathon on July 24th so today I had to run 18 miles.  Well, it gets really hot really early lately so I had to get up at 4:30 so I didn't die of heat stroke.  Mom and Dad weren't really happy I would be running so early by myself so... Dad totally got up at 4:30 and rode my scooter alongside me!  It was so nice, he would ride ahead and when I needed a drink he would hand it to me while I kept running then he would ride by me and pick it up.  He would break off pieces of my power bar and hand them to me too.  He is amazing!  I hope that one day I find a man that is as amazing as my dad (which could be hard, so I might not ever get married :( haha jk). It was so nice to have him because I usually run by myself.  Thanks pops- love ya.  

Well- we're off to seattle tomorrow to visit tif and josh! woot- and we are going to a mariners game!!! wahoo.  I can't even wait.  

P.S I get my braces off July 28th... can't wait. This time it's real.