Ok, so NOW it's really almost time to leave. one hour to go. i'm sad for my dad, seeing as today is dad's day and everything, and we're all leaving him... :|
well... i'm getting annie, antoinette, and annie's mom a kind of "mini france" by collecting dirt, rocks, and flowers and sticking them in a bag and giving it to them. cause, that's awesome. you know what? i should start a collection of those. i could ask all my friends to grab parts of different places... HEY! that's a great idea! i think i'll do that!

I leave today, cause it's one thirty in the effing morning. i've just finished packing. thought i'd wish annie, antoinette, caroline, courtney, cheals, bethany, kasee, kristi, sarah, mrs. black, mr. black, christopher, adam, dr. day, mrs. day, and anyone else i forgot, goodbye. cheers, and as quoted in harry potter, "give 'em hell." HEY it's A QUOTE. sorry. ok. better go it's late and i'm tired... and tomorrow is a very busy day!!
"that's right ron, you tell those spiders"

i swear if the HPFF server is down one more time, someone is gonna die!
doing stuff, don't feel like writing right now.
shut up

Julia Anne Jones spins tunes as DJ Magnificent Cream Get your dj name @ Quiz Me

OH and i know, that is a really really bad picture of tom...

the greatest... ever
The missing arm of Victor Krum, by Harry and the Potters
Oh Ron, you were so glad when you got that Krum figurine
but now, things have changed, or so it seems
and we wonder if it it's because of hermione
because after the yule ball, i found the missing arm of victor krum
underneath my bed
oh ron, as a wizard we expect a little more from you
because at hogwarts they don't teach pokey things like voodoo
you should know that dismembering figurines of her enemies won't help you impress hermione,
she's not interested mutilated toys
what is it with you and her.

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OK. mom left today, and dad leaves tomorrow. and then, we all leave, except for dad, on sunday. i am so very excited. i've been craving adventure and travel for a while now, and i'm totally ready to go on this trip. there is a possibility that i could meet tom felton, seeing as he's having this fan club meeting july 17th, the day before i leave. we'll see where it is, etc. i don't know yet, but that would be totally cool.
had an orthodontist appointment today. no new news about when i get my braces off, meaning at least another 4 months or more. GREEEATTT...
i don't think i'll ever write those stories i said i would write about earlier. soo, you'll just have to spend your whole life wondering what on earth i was talking about, and if it was serious, and if it would have changed your life.
i'm starting to freak out cause i can't find my CD case, and i didn't take it out of the car. either meaning it's been stolen, or it's been stolen. either way, it's bad. jordan may have taken it, but she says she didn't. so WHERE did it go? i'll have NO CD's for europe, how terrible. that's what i LIVE off of. greeattt...
better go eat pastrami, clean my room, dream, write, pack, read, and search for my CD case. which i want back.

too lazy to write about the other stories, but i promise i will do them later! no, no audio post, sorry to disappoint. i didn't want to like, let this blog become just me blabbering on about nothingness... boring. but i'm sure i'll let annie record some stuff tommorrow, if my mom will let me go. it would totally suck if she didn't. that would totally suck.
my room is a wreck.
my face is a wreck.
and yet, i am insanely happy.
wait, no i'm not... wow. i am confused now. i've never been so confused. i'm not happy, i guess, becuase margaret and my mom made fun of me and my looks a lot today.
but... for some reason, i just feel... happy. maybe it's the harry potter fan fiction? or MAYBE it's the idea that i can escape to annies house for one last time until i'm flown away for one month with pure familyness.
i'd better go. typing is gnawing the whole in my arm due to the ironing burn i got earlier even deeper, and it's starting to go raw and really hurt.
julia

shibby
stories later..
-TP'ing and the story behind it all... or lack thereof
-Pure bordness
-No camera = ANGRY
-Four hours of sleep

so i saw the movie, and it was just as awesome as expected.
i can't find my fourth harry potter book and i'm started to get worried, angry, and scared.
margaret hasn't read the fifth book! i forced her to start reading tonight, sparing her the oh-so-depressing ending. *sniff*
so, i'm bored as heck and i just want to find something to do.... arrrggghhh. i'm expecting to get a bunch of different letters from people over the summer, so i'm very excited!
i'd better go. and do... stuff....

I am soooo excited to see the stepford wives... like. wow.
have i posted my address in france yet? i don't think so. hold on i'll get that...
Nancy Jones
Pour Juliette Jones
Mme Lucette Lavesque
La Bastide de Trévouze-Gîtes Ruraux
20 Chemin du rialet
84320 Entraigues
France

and there you are. just mail me will you? i guarantee that you'll get a wicked sexy letter back. promise!
i'd better go, i've got nothing to do.

Now i'm just doing this out of pure bordness. i don't know the address for where we will be staying this summer, and i need to figure that out soon, before everyone disappears and i don't have time to tell everyone it. the address. ok so it's late, shut up. after leaving carolines house, the day totally sucked. i got stuck in traffic cause it literally rained buckets, and i was late getting home, so mom was in a bad mood with just me, so she said that i was grounded kind of, for being kind of late, even though it wasn't my fault. then, all through the night she kept on making references about how great margaret is and how hard she worked today, and how i only did a measly 45 minutes of ironing. and just when i thought it was all through, my dad piped in while i was busy making my peanut butter and jelly sandwich right before going to my room, and he said such mean things about how this was "my cake" that my mom had spent all day working on, and how i should've help make it, so he ended up really offending me cause i worked all day yesterday (but does that matter? no) so i went up stairs while he was yelling at me and that was at like 930, so then i sat down and moped around and then i read some more chapters out of jane eyre. then, i cross stitched a little, and then read some more, and then looked up some motivating quotes to try and make myself happy. i'm depressed for mary, and that is a weird situation. like, i'm so sad that she has to leave college, cause i know she really enjoyed it.
so then later on tonight i wrote some more of the book that i'm writing, and then, i came here. and that is where i am now. and there is a moth in my room and i don't want to go to bed in fear that i will swallow it in my sleep or something but i can't find it but i know it's in here and it's one of those pantry moths that i seriously detest and i just want it dead but i can't see it and now i'm angry especially cause i couldn't go running today and i'm sick of my whole family yelling at me and sometimes i just wish that i could curl myself into a little ball and wrap myself up in my bed sheets and close my eyes tight and never wake up because i just want to sleep and dream about water lilies and flowers and fields and sunlight, and i just want to dream about flying over the highest cloud or diving into the deepest ocean, now is there really a problem with that? it's not suicidal or anything, i just want to be left alone by my family. i want to dream that i am something other than the plan. boring. julia. i am. now.

Ok, so like, today i totally drove to carolines house off of greenville, where i am right now, writing in this blog here, and i was like, "ahhh! scary black man in the car next to me is going to stab me cause i'm listening to snoop dogg way too loud!" so i hurried to find her house. where i am now.
so we're all really bored. and want stuff to do. and stickers for my voiture, i mean car. and now. now i'm writing the same thing over and over and over and over again.
*A message from Annie Black*
yo. sup. boss. i like computers. and blogs. so today i totally failed my eye exam for my permit and now i have to go to the eye doctor...which i already knew but is still depressing. because i want my permit, darn you! that's right. i'm talking to you. because it's your fault that my eyes are bad. errrggg...
*A message from Caroline Bruff*
dag yo. So right now im like totally laughing at Annie for failing her eye exam! HAHAHAHA! So now we're gonna go make some macaroni and CHEESE.........

now that that is all done, i'll finish. so we're making macaroni and cheese now, and then we're going to find some stickers for my car. and then, i don't know what. will happen. cause life throws lots of curved balls. word yo. that was deep. like a pool. or an ocean.

ooookk
so like, today i totally ran three and a half miles, meaning i burned like 600 calories. but i just ate a piece of cake and had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and it's like 1145 at night, meaning i'm about to do some crunches.
then, tomorrow, i'll be running a little more.
sigh.

reading mary's post from the other day on her blog depressed me so effing much. she's like, had the worst of of the year i could think of. and the way she closed it was depressing too. and how she talked about what it feels like to have friends, was depressing too. and about mark, that was disappointing and depressing all in one swirl. so now, i'm depressed. obviously. hopefully mary was just in a bad/depressed/sad mood, and that's why she was saying that stuff.
there is another huge storm going on outside, and one clap of thunder was so strong that i heard metal outside shaking. it excited and frightened me at the same time. i love storms so much, there is something so fascinating about them.
i ran in the race for the cure yesterday, 5K, and though i've whined a whole bunch about how sore my legs are, i had a really great time doing it. i ran most of it, which was really hard seeing as i haven't gone to work out in a very long time. so, that just helped remind me of how good it feels to work out.
i played the age of empires until like 1230 this morning, monday morning, and i've realized how much i really do love that game. i was so close to finishing my wonder, and then ramses II had to come up and be like, i beat you cause i built mine before you so ha, and now i'm all sad cause i was so close. so i'm playing it again tomorrow.

I haven't written anything of importance in a long time, so now i will do just that.
Yesterday i drove over to Annie (the delayed birthday girl [it was march 3]) 's birthday party. i was the only one there for a while seeing as all the other people to arrive (antoinette, caroline, and courtney) wouldn't arrive until 430 or later. so, annie and i watched strictly ballroom which i haven't seen in a long time. i forgot how great that movie really is... bogo pogo. anyway, so after the movie, i think what happened was annie and i hung out and listened to my flogging molly CD, following which we listened to neutral milk hotel, which i must say, i am a great fan of now.
once everyone arrived, we went up to annie's mattressed out spare (kinda) bedroom and jigged a little bit and then did eachothers make up, etc. girly things you don't really want to know about. afterwards, at about 730, we went to mondo's, an italian restaurant, and spoke the whole evening in british accents. it was quite fun actually, and sometimes our british accents would pop up later in the evening much to my delight.
after dinner we went to annie's house to "freshen up," and waited for taarini, another friend from school, to arrive. once she did, we finished getting ready and left the house to go see HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN. we left at 1030 and the movie started at 1201. so, we sat in the theatre admiring cute boys and talking with annie's brother and his friends.
there was a girl seated in front of us dressed up as harry potter, and she went up to this person dressed as professer lupin, which i thought was a guy, and started grinding up against "its" lap, but then i found out it was a girl, and i got a little scared, because harry kept on walking up to people and sitting on their laps and making out and stuff.
so then, once the lights dimmed and all the incredible harry potter fanatics started screaming, i must say i started shaking with anticipation. after like half an hour of previews, the movie finally started. i loved the whole thing. draco malfoy was especially good looking in this one, and i find that i must see it quite a few more times to satisfy my need to see him. anyways, the movie itself was brilliant. all the actors have gotten much better, especially daniel radcliffe. it was a lot more emotional and such, and i thought that it was the best one yet.
once the movie was over, we got back to annie's house at about 300, if i remember correctly, and went up to her room. courtney went to bed like straight away, that is after we played clue and i totally won (mr. green, kitchen, lead pipe, booyeah!). the rest of us left the mattressed out room and went to annies room after disrupting courtney too many times and also after taking multiple glamour shots. we played have you ever, i lost, and truth or dare, which ended up really leading to a conversation about our history of friendships. and how we all have no boyfriends.
at about 615 in the morning, i tied a knot with a ribbon using only my feet, when i was upside down lying on my back, onto one of annie's drawer handles. we were all delerious by that point. we were quoting harry potter puppet pal skits, singing the mail time song from blues clues, and irish jigging. we hadn't slept at all. at about 600, antoinette surrendered to bed the wussy. at seven exactly i bolted downstairs yelling, "it's christmas, it's christmas! happy christmas caroline!" while she yelled similar things to me. we were very tired.
the internet still wasn't working (it always stops at seven at night and then randomly starts working again the next day...) so we sat on the couch to watch a mighty wind, but i fell asleep at 740. i was awaken by a very annoying antoinette tapping my forhead at 1115. that's when mrs. black let us eat the crepes she prepared for us. mmm... so good.
AH! I FORGOT ABOUT SOMETHING! the previous night, after dinner, caroline, courtney, and i rushed back to annie's house before she did, to construct a fake cake out of cardboard, prepare new icing, and ice this cake, in time that she came home and we told her that patrick, her cat, knocked it off the table. we even put some icing on his whiskers though i think he licked it off. when she was cutting what she THOUGHT was a real cake, it caved in and we all had a good laugh, while bringing in the real one. ok, done with my flashback.
everyone slowly trickled away until antoinette, annie, and i decided we wanted to eat at mi cocina, so we did. and then, i dropped antoinette off at her house, and then returned to my house to do the ironing. and here i am, wanting the neutral milk hotel CD and tom felton. sigh...

anyone know any good wake me up kind of punk rocky music? i want to make a mix...
soo. haven't done much today. hung out around the house. drove over to school to save some files and such. then... came home, did nothing. now i'm here. doing nothing. sooo boring. i was supposed to go see a movie with kristi, but she decided that she wouldn't answer any of her phones, so that was to no avail. maybe we'll see mean girls at 740, depends on when her babysitting job ends. argh.
i need to clean my room. i need a boyfriend. i need to stop whining. i won't ever learn, so don't bother. I looked up Oliver Cromwell on the internet last night seeing as i blanked on what he accomplished. that sort of freaked me out. school is over... hello! oh well, i guess my curiosity never ends no matter what it is i'm curious about. i want to go shopping. i want to travel. i want to leave texas. i hate it here. oh well, i'm convinced that i will enjoy my summer this year, no one will spoil this.
i'd better go. i should be cleaning my room. and listening to flogging molly.