My Grand Horde

I learn't a valuable lesson today...and that is "It is very easy for Julia to spend a lot of money in a bookstore."

Yes, I made a bit of a mistake today. I went to Books-A-Million today for the soul purpose of buying a single book that I didn't have. But as I walked through the isles of so many books that I had been aching to read, I found that my fingers were soon cramping from my grip on more than a handful of books. Unfortunately enough that handful of books became an easy two handfuls, which easily became a total of a hundred dollars. I bought the books, knowing full well that I'd probably just end up returning many of them because I need the money else ware, but you know me...I love books. Oh, and the lady at the counter pressed me to become a member of this silly club where with every purchase it gives a free ten percent off. That alone cost me fifteen dollars, I was told that on any other day it would have been lots more, but today was "My lucky day." Yeah right.

Sure I had enough money, no bouncing of checks or anything of the sort, but I really shouldn't have done.

Depending on how much my car fixture is going to cost, I may have to return the books, but if the price of my car is hopefully around three-hundred, I can manage without having to release a single book from my grand horde.

Do wish me luck! I really would rather not have to return the books, but "What will come will come, and I'll just have to be ready for it when it does."

ACT Scores

Yippie! For those people who have read About Me, (it's just to you're left and down a little) then they read about my bombing the ACT. Well, I just got my test scores back a few days ago and I got a twenty-one. 21! Isn't that cool? Yeah, I know. Just about all my friends got a higher score than me- but hey, at least I wasn't an eleven! (I apologize to anyone who reads this and has an eleven. No harm was intended.)

But yeah. I'm excited! Now I can go to the college that I've always wanted to go to! But that won't be for a while, because I'm poor. Well, not rich enough to go to Idaho anyway.

Well, good luck to all you people who are going to take they're ACT soon. I would love to say that it was easy, but it really wasn't. "Study hard and work fast", that's my motto...well, my motto for other people that is. I rarely use it on myself. Sort'a like that "take my advice, I don't use it anyway" kind of thing.

Strange II

Sorry about that last entry. I had to catch my ride. I was typing from the town library and lost track of time.

Anyway, I was just standing there, open mouthed and flabbergasted at the fact that a customer had crossed the counter and was trying to correct me on something, when my shift manager came up.

"Uh, sir," he said, putting his hand on the guys shoulder and leading him back to the other side of the counter. "You can't be back here."

The guy was obviously very hungry, because he would not leave until we had his plate right, which we fixed once we figured out that's what he wanted.

Yeah, it was pretty strange. It felt kind of like an invasion of personal space.

Its funny how far people will go, to get the food they want, but that's another entry...

Strange I

I work at a fast food resturant, it's actually called KFC/A&W. I'm normally just scrapping food out of a dish and sticking it on a plate, either that or squirting ketchup on a burger or something. It's not a hard job. Anyway,a few weeks ago at work I was packing an order and I looked up and saw this guy, this random guy standing next to me. He was pointing at the plate in my hands and talking with a strong hispanic accent, that was hard for me, a little white Texas-born girl, to understand.

Anyway, I was just standing there, open mouthed and flabbergasted at the fact that a customer had crossed the counter and was trying to correct me on something...

...hang on. Hold that thought. I'll be back.

Just a Thought

I was just on my way to the library- and I walk because my car's in the shop, anyway I was just going to the library when I passed a used bookstore. Cute little place. It's called Pat's Books and Crafts.

If you know me you know that I can't just pass a bookstore, I have to take a peak inside.

It was nice. At first, however, I thought it was just some kind of dumb horror, icky romance shop, but then I discovered a whole other room...and then another...and then another. It was great! Nearly half of the hard backs were half off and nearly all the paperbacks were no more than a few dollars! I think I bought about seven books for five dollars. And despite my sore back and aching shoulder, from carrying my bags and leaning over to see the book titles, I am excited.

My dad says I'm wierd. I remember the first time I bought a pocket dictionary. I was so excited. I had always wanted one and now after seventeen years I finally got one!

"Well, you're sure easy to please." That's what my dad said after I skipped over to him in the Wal-Mart book isle clutching the little dictionary in my hands.

Perhaps, I am easy to please. When it comes to books anyway.

As I said in my earlier post, I haven't always liked reading. Even now I have to take a break from it. I'm always squirming around in my seat when I read because I can never seem to find the perfect position. After a while my back starts hurting and my eyes start fuzzing up... Do you think maybe I'm getting old? I hope not, I want to stay young for as long as I can.

That's one of the reasons I love reading. The characters never grow old, and in turn never does the reader. I mean sure, minds change and all that, but really no one ever gets any older. Wouldn't that be fun to be trapped inside a book and never get old, always living in an adventure; To be imortal in the eyes of the reader and never be forgotten...

Anyway, just a thought.

Unfortunes

I always have the worst luck when it comes to toilets. They’re always malfunctioning around me. Mind you, it’s not for any particular reason, they just do.

Take Friday for example. I went to the bathroom at work (and this was before we were open, it was just me waiting in the lobby until it was time to clock in) and everything flushed, I won’t go into detail, anyway the toilet filled as toilets do, only this time it didn’t stop. So water filled the entire bowl, spilled onto the floor and eventually leaked out under the door.

Normally I would have lost my head or something, but I didn’t. I had been through this sort before. I just started grabbing paper towels and throwing them onto the giant puddle. I must have used half the stock of paper towels before I went and got a mop.

After I mopped up all the water and put up the wet floor signs I went back to the lobby and sat back down at my usual table.

Yeah, it’s a good thing the bathroom was little or I would have had a lot of work to do. I felt kind of embarrassed at how wet the floor actually got, but I don't think anyone noticed. Nobody really used the bathrooms that morning.

When I got home I was looking through one of my journals and there must have been at least six other times when a toilet has gone wrong and I just happened to be the one it went wrong with.

I think it's a curse. I should write a book Curse of the Weretoilet. Wouldn't that be great? I'd read it, anyway.

Books

Okay so I have this jar, it's called a journal jar and in it are these little slips of paper that have little questions on them. Since I'm not much of a conversationist I have to use it sometimes and the last slip I pulled out was one of my favorite questions. So here it is: Do you have a favorite author? Who? Why? Tell about your favorite books as a child and as a young adult.

My Answer: Wow, I am actually a young adult. Cool. But, yeah- books. Don't get me started. I love reading! (I got a 99% on my GED in Reading. Cool!)

My favorite authors, so far, are as follows: J. K. Rowling, Shannon Hale, Clare B. Dunkle, Jane Austin, Patricia Maclachlan, Dan Brown (when I'm in the mood, which isn't often, but he's okay) Janette Oke, Brandon Mull, Wrede and Stevermer (together, I haven't actually read any of their single novels yet) Lemony Snicket (though he can sometimes be a bit strange), J. R. R. Tolkien, C. S. Lewis, Nicholas Edwards, Jack London, William Shakespeare (mostly his comedies), Dr. Seuss, and the most recient Stephenie Meyers.

My favorite books as a child was that of Nicholas Edwards. He wrote a series of books about a dog called Santa Paws. I don't know that it was my favorite book, but I sure liked it. I didn't read much as I child I normally just resorted to the television.

(I actually remember being in class as a child and looking around the room when I was actually suppose to be reading. Sometimes I'd even look at the book and daydream about the future and turn the page when the girl sitting next to me did. I never realized how much fun reading could be, until I actually started reading. You should try it. It is so much fun to travel to different worlds and live within the pages of anothers imagination. Oh, what a thrill!)

Another book I enjoyed was one titled Tikki Tikki Tembo, retold by Arlene Mosel and illustrated by Blair Lent. This story is about a mother and her two sons. One of the sons, the younger, is called Chang, while the older, or more important son, was given the name (take a deep breath-) Tikki Tikki Tembo-No Sar Rembo-Chari Bari Ruchi-Pip Peri Pembo. The moral of the story is to not give your children such great long names or bad things could happen. I love reading this book to my younger siblings and to have them try and say the child's name. It's funny.

But about the most recent of my favorite authors- Stephenie Meyer. She wrote a series of books and the first is called Twilight, the second is New Moon and the third Eclipse. I loved them all, but I think my favorite would have to be Twilight. Meyer is so incredibly talented! If you ever get a chance whether you like reading or not, read her books. (I wouldn't be surprised if she changed your mind)

Okay, so I have to tell you something. Over half of those authors that I just listed off are all because of my some of my two best friends, who also happen to be sisters. They read a book -and their family is a big reading family, they can read like two-hundred words a second- but anyway they read a book and then thrust it into my hands and say 'okay, here you go. Give it back when your done' and so I read them, and then after I read them I have to buy them. So just about all the books I own are because of them.

You know I can't remember the last time I read a book that they hadn't already read.

A Little About Me

My name is Julia. I am fourth of fourteen children. Yes, I know- that's a lot of kids. I'll explain why there's so many. My parents had eight children. They were married for seventeen years before they divorced. Then a few years later my dad remarried a woman with five girls. It has been mighty hard trying to mix the two families together, but we did it. My father and step-mother had another child after that and she was the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. Our families now consist of four boys and ten girls.
Yeah thats a big family. I get that a lot.

Corvette

I work in a town about a half hour from my house and I have to ride in with my parents who work there in town as well. And since I don't work for ten hours like they do, I often find myself walking around town on my way to Wendy's to eat a cheap meal, but anyway everytime I go, I pass this car place, and for a really long time the place had a yellow corvette on display. It was the coolest car I had ever seen. I would stand there and drool all over it each time. I once got so close that I could have touched it, but I was afraid that I would set off an alarm or something so I never did. But yeah, this is a corvette. Its probably one of the only cars I can recognize. So now instead of just drooling as I walk by I drool while I'm driving too.