I love holidays. my family is just so cool. today we had the "traditional thanksgiving dinner" and my aunt and my grandpa came. as tradional, my mom burned the pumpkin pie, and it was all good. Mary came down, so i'm having fun chilling with her. and i have a new guilty pleasure: Christina Aguilera. but who doesn't secretly love her? anyway, today was a lot of fun. i love my family so much, you know, they're just so cool to hang out with. tonight, my dad, my aunt, mary and i went to go see "wes craven presents: they" and i hated it because the ending was so... sudden and stuff. but today was fun, so i'm happy. i've gotten lots of hugs, and hugs make me happy, and i've gotten lots of just... fun stuff. and stuff. i don't know. anyway, go out and buy christina's stripped because its the best and its so surprisingly good, so someone PLEASE please PLEASE get me that CD. i've got to go
Jules

I ended up going over to katies house, and of course with my luck, i got sick. so, i pretty much ruined the whole sleepover with my sickness, and i feel really guilty for that, because i couldn't talk much, and i complained about people getting me water and pills and things. darn. now i have to make it up to them. so anyway..
He was a boy/ and she was a girl/ can i make it any more obvious?/ He was a punk/ and she did ballet/ what more can i say? He wanted her/ and she'd never tell/ but secretly she wanted him as well/ and all of her friends/ stuck up their nose/ and they had a problem with his baggy clothes/ he was a skater boy/ she said see ya later boy/ he wasn't good enough for her/ she had a pretty face/ but her head was off in space/ she needed to come back down to earth/ five years from now/ she sits at home/ feeding the baby she's all alone/ she turns on tv/ guess who she sees/ skater boy rockin' up MTV/ she calls up her friends/ they already know/ and they've all got tickets to see the show/ she tags along/ and stands in the crowd/ and looks up at the man/ that she turned down/ he was a skater boy/ she said see ya later boy/ he wasn't good enough for her/ now he's a superstar/slammin on his guitar/ to show her pretty face/ just what he's worth
anyway. i'm sick still. and elder pattersons parents are leaving tommorow. and his dad kind of creeps me out, because he's sort of like larry nelson, with the back rubbing, and touchy-feely ness. i just don't like it man. anyway. i'm bored. and exaughsted. i mean, out of wits end. i am SO tired. this has probably been the worst week for me, in my entire educational career. jeez.better go. i've got stuff on. actually i don't, but i am really bored of typing, so i'm leaving.
known around the house as: jules, julia, jul-iA (patterson and his thick north carolina accent.) Jul-es (Smith and his california ways)
known around my friends as: jules, JJJS, tomato, Julia

Hey, at school and its tuesday. i hate tuesdays. maybe even more than i hate mondays. maybe because it is the fact that i have already had one hard day of school, and then i realize that i have to go through wedensday, thursday, and friday. darn. And i am in a stump. dad wanted to go camping this friday, at the state park, with me, zack, jordan and him. well, my friend called, and told me that antoinette said she could FINALLY sleep over at her house, and my other friend, caroline, and me. well. when i told dad, he got all sad and pouty and in this sighed voice said, "well, life is full of tough desicions. you've got to choose."
Well? what am i supposed to do? he said if there was a cold front, that we might not go. so i have no idea what i'll do. well, school is over, so i've got to go home.
Julia Jones

Well. tommorow is friday. FRIDAY!!!
And i still don't know what i'm going to wear to junior assembly. Oh? you don't know what that is? I'll explain. It is this dance/ party sort of thing that a few private schools join together to do. We have it 3 times a year, and its only 8th grade. this time, its a western theme. i thought i would be wearing a jean skirt and boots, but i didn't know my shirt. danielle informed me that the boots the was going to let me borrow, were getting repaired, so now i don't know what i'm going to do. i don't know what i'll wear i mean. it should be really fun. It's 937, and i haven't done my homework yet. i'm too lazy... not good. oh well, it doesn't matter, because tommorow is FRIDAY. friday friday friday, that beautiful word, that means the end of the week. the last day of the week. NO SCHOOL THE DAY AFTER. that is why fridays are so glorious.
I'd better go. i'm sure i should be doing more productive things.

School was OK. I cut my knee on my desk during english, and it bled all over the place. the teacher asked if i wanted to go to the nurse. uhh, hello! it's just a flesh wound! and... i had math first period, which lasted FOREVER, and we didn't do much there. then there was english, and then lunch, and then PE, and then science. then i went to advisory for thirty minutes and left at 345. and that is my school day. at home i lazied off, felt bad for mellie because she cleaned my room, and it looked SO BAD, and then i did my homework at seven. not much more i can do, because i printer is out of coloured ink, and we have none left in the house. and because i have no one to talk to, i'm just blabbering on about nothingness..
anyway, i'll let it go, and find something else to do.
Jules

this weekend was a lot of fun. on friday i did that stupid french fashion show, and we all made a complete fool of ourselves.
In the car i just can't wait/ To pick you up on our very first date/ Is it cool if i hold your hand?/ Is it wrong if i think its lame to dance?
After school ended, i went home, took a "chower" got my partay outfit on, straigtened my hair, and left fashionably late. i got there just in time for when the music started. very classy music, like baby got back, tootsie roll, dirrty, and the electric slide. then of course there was the slow dancing, and that gay man that always takes the pictures for buttons. of course i got some classic ones, of me and antoinette pretending we were high on caffinated bevrages. it was really funny. then we did the cottonaye joe (spelling?) so i danced with "katies man" and other random boys i didn't know in the slightest bit. in the end nathan barnett asked me to slow dance, and that was great fun... mostly cause i put my hands around his neck, and he put his hands on my waist, and guys usually don't dance that correct way. and then i went home and found out that i got a CELL PHONE which was also the greatest surprise of the night. and the next day, we went to see santa clause 2, which was OK, i thought it was really funny in some areas. Later on that night, i went to eat with antoinette and caroline, and that was a LOT of fun. we ate at mi cocina, and called william (antoinettes man) and bugged him till no rest. and then we called eachother on our cell phones, and caroline pretended like she had one, even though she was just borrowing her fathers. and then i went to anto's house and we did handstands on her bed, and attempted to to handstands on the wall, but we were too scared. and we tried to do cartwheels onto the bed, but that didn't work out too well. my stomach still hurts...
call my cell: 214.629.6748
it vibrates!
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You know, who ever invented homework, should DIE! well, i'm sure that their already dead, but if they were still alive, they SHOULD DIE.
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you'll remember memories forever! unless you get alzchimers, but that's a different story -me at mi cocina's
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I'd better go. not that i have anything to do, i just can't think of anything more to say. oh well!
a biento!
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Juliette

Well. it has been a long week. i've had a lot of projects, problems to deal through, etc. and i have a party to attend tommorow, plus a french fashion show. and i still have to do my homework. i'll do it tommorow morning.
when i ripped my pants
i thought that i had everbody on my side
but i went and blew it all sky high
and now she won't even spare a passing glance
all just because i ripped my pants
when big larry came round just to put him down
sponge bob turned into a clown
and no girl ever wants to dance
with a fool who went and ripped his pants
i know i shouldn't mop around
i shouldn't curse
because the pain feels so much worse
cause winding up with no one is a lot less fun
than a burn from the sun
or sand in your buns
now i learned a lesson i won't soon forget
so listen and you won't regret
be true to yourself don't miss your chance
and you won't end up like the fool who ripped his pants

I love sponge bob square pants.

well. i gotsta go, sleep is needed.
Jules

it's been a while since i've posted, mm? yes, well, i had to perform our play all weekend this weekend, my password was changed on AOL because someone hacked into it, and my braces got tightened today. ouch. but i've decided that there is most likely too much emotion bottled up in me, so this will most likely be long. unless my dad comes in and kicks me off or something.
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Your bothering me. decide wether your want to be our friends or not, but don't hopscotch around. if i'm annoying to you, tell me. i'm your best friend. so stop
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get off it. stop being mean to me, and all high and mighty. i know your cool, but you'll lose your coolness if you don't stop. ive had enough of you using me. if you want to be my friend, cool. if not, tell me, and for freaks sake i'll leave you and your bloody self alone. so stop
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what will i do when your gone forever? its hard enough right now, without you here. come home soon, cause i have no one logical to talk to. they're all either gay or a bear. besides, you were always nice to me. so don't stop, just come back
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i want life to resume as normal, but it won't because everyone has found their ways, except for me. i'm the only family member left, who's just out there. sometimes its cool. sometimes its not.
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try to hold on
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i'm sick of everyone obsessing about clothes. their just clothes. its stupid.
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my teeth hurt.
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i have to go. there's too much to do.
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Julia