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.