Jules

Welp, my parents named me Julia, but no one calls me that. Im pretty much "Jules" to anyone who's known me for more than 5 minutes... with the exception of the 24 customers I talk to at work on a daily basis, who think that "Julia" sounds more like "Juliette" over the phone, and therefore refer to me as a suicidal teenager. I was born on April 4th, which is probably why 4 is my lucky number... and 04/04/04 was my favorite birthday. I have one true love in my life... Music. It's pretty much the only thing that gets me from day to day. Between singing, playing the guitar, kareoking, and performing in musical theater, I try to surround myself with music at ALL times. I can pretty much trace this quality directly back to my parents, who sang to me from the moment I was concieved, which explains why I was born humming instead of crying... its just what I live to do. Anywho, I live in Tempe, although my heart belongs to Philadelphia. My entire family lives in PA, and I've spent my whole life trying to move there... which I swear I'll accomplish this year. My family is my world, and although we've had a rough couple of years, I know we'll always get through it together. My dad is my best friend... my mom is one of the strongest people I know... my sister is my other half... and most days I'd rather be with any single one of my 17 cousins than anywhere else in the world. Im pretty much a mess most of the time... and so is my room. I detest doing laundry, and my entire wardrobe is usually on my pool table. I find order in chaos, which pretty sums up my life most of the time. I watch more movies than anyone I know... peticularly Disney movies. One of my many life ambitions is to sing on a Disney soundtrack. Im also, completely obsessed with Sex in the City, Greys Anatomy, and The Wonder Years. I love mexican food more than life itself... and refuse to befriend anyone who doesnt. I've recently decided to stear clear of men. I have a choice few who are very dear to my heart... but I've learned not to rely on anyone to stick around anymore... and Im TERRIFIED of commitment. On the weekends you can usually find me at the Big Bang, singing loudly, and usually with the same 5 people. I couldnt live without my close group of friends... they're my laughter and therapy in a world gone to shit. And although we're all starting in on a new chapter of our lives, they are those who will forever be a part of mine, no matter where we end up. Although I enjoy being fat and lazy on most days, I usually spend the entire winter snowboarding. However, I recently decided I was good enough to try the jumps, and my ass will never forgive me. In the summers I spend my time on our yaught with my dad. Nothing compares to a beer in your hand, sun on your face, and Jimi Hendrix on Saguaro Lake. Im extremely non-materialistic. The only designer clothes I own are usually presents from my dad the fashion guru... however, I do believe pedicures to be THE cure for any bad day. I try to follow sports the best I can, but usually only pay attention to the Phillies, the Eagles, and accasionally the Bears. Mostly, I kick ass at beer pong and flip cup... and believe that trampolines, hula hoops, and slip and slides are the best inventions ever! I have 4 vacation spots: Vegas, which is usually an exhausting, expensive, drunken blur with good friends... San Diego, which usually only happens when Im missing Sam Bybee or Ashley Kirk... Rocky Point, which gives me my beach and Tecate fix... and New York City with my cousins Meg and Ginelle. When Im bored I dance around the house in my underwear to Broadway soundtracks... even now Im watching "Annie"... and its my belief that I WILL be on Broadway, some day. I write when Im upset. I have 9 written journals and about 49 folders of blogs on my laptop. Writing keeps me sane most days... that and cigarettes. I LOVE photography... and wish I had the patience to study it. After dropping out of college a few years ago, I have yet to decide on a major, and go back and forth between childhood education, communication, music, and english... as you can see, Im not very realistic. I live most my life in the clouds, although Im usually in the dumps. Ive been through way more emotional trauma than any person I've yet to meet... but I consider myself stronger because of it. And Im a firm believer that SOME day, I'll be happy again. Until then, it's just me. Enjoy!