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WHO LOVES GOLF CARTS?? 
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JULIA LOVES GOLF CARTS!!

So what happens when you give 2 teenagers and one 18 year old "MATURE" (excuse me while I snicker...*snickers*) girls a boy, golf cart, and gravel road? FUN STUFF, thats what happens!!
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So Katelyn & Tessa decide to come up to my house for a while and just hang out. We had a fun start, walkin around Wal-Mart, looking for Fathers Day gifts and just being silly. So around that time in town we decided to get a movie and go home. We went home, cleaned out Katelyn's van *The Sexxy Beast* and then decided to go to the pool.We went, stuck our legs in for a while and watched the sun set, overlooking the pine trees that the sun made glow a brilliant orange. So we got bored, went home to watch the movie, put it in my DVD player, looked at each other and Tessa blurted out the words "Its not dark! Its not time to watch a movie." She was right, it felt as a sin to stay inside on such an empecible evening. So, at about that time we got a call from my older brother over at the golf course (which is a 2 second walk from my house) saying we should come over for a while and hang out. So we walked over, making a "half commitment" just to stay out till about dark, then go home and watch the movie. Somehow, about an hour later (in the dark) we found ourself with one of my neighbors golf cart, and my neighbor driving it like a maniac. Us girls being the mature wemon that we are decided that we couldnt have him driving like an insane person...so we decided it was our turn =) hehe. We drove that cart till it was smoking, the 2 circles at the end of the rode made perfect places do to dooo-nuts! We drove around and had an awsome time, it was freezing cold but it was alot of fun. There are a few things I'm not telling you, just because they involve things that are probably illegal and...well we'll just leave those to kind of seep out on there own. Hehe, juust kidding =). "So what new and awsome stories can we look forward to next time Julz?" 3 words for you my friend...FREE MOVIE TUESDAY.

I love to write. I dont know if you know this. But I just love writing in general. I try to think on what I love to write about the most. And I'm pretty darn sure (looking through all of my past entrys on here) that its deffinetly exspiernces my friends and I have had. Now I must tell you, all of these stories are true. 100% true, the ones I make up, I will tell you and exspress cleary to you that they are infact fiction. I just feel bored at the moment and I want to tell you about a time that a man bit the dust....Well, let me exsplain...

It was a perfect day in Galliapolis, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing at just the right speed, not to hot and not to cold. We (my friends and I) were of course not perfect. It was what I like to call *Detox*, and that would be the morning after a sleepover. Or should I say afternoon...
We had to get up kind of early (shoot, 5PM is early for a sleepover) and take 2 of the girls to play practice in town. We of course we're at Anna's house which means the stix, boons, hills, hollar, away from all things townish. We ate pancakes, thanked Anna's parents for letting us terrorize there house for a night, hopped in the Sexy Beast (Katelyn's Van) and headed to town. A normal day with friends cominced, singing at the top of our longs to "Unfaithful", cracking stupid jokes, making fun of people's outfits (the windows are kinda tinted so they couldnt see us pointing and laughing...) We rode into town and dropped 2 of the girls off, which ment the only girls left where Me, Katelyn, Anna, and Lacey. *The Flirtatious 4* and yes...I just made that up. We had to stay in town for about 2 or 3 hours while Tess and Lani where practicing. "Hmmm. What to do" said one of the girls. Of course, we are girls and we had a normal girl answer to that question...SHOPPING! So, we walk down the street with our sunglasses on, checking ourselves out in the windows of shops, ect. ect. We finally got to this thrift store, kind of like a Goodwill only nicer. So, we shop till' we drop, buy a few things and leave the store. Now the town stores are centerd around a park. We parked on the other side of the park (dont ask me why) and so we had to cross a street, walk through the park, then cross another street to get to our car...confused yet? We walk out of the store, and are on one side of the street, attempting to get to the other. As we aimlesly watch and wait for cars we all notice a man walking down the sidewalk. Middle-aged, maybe 40ish, bad hawian print shirt, visor and sunglasses with the little strings that allow you to wear them around your neck....always thought those were weird... Mind you the way he was walking and where we were are 2 way diffrent directions. To look at us this he had to not focus infront of himself and where he was walking, but turn his head completly to the left and stare at us. And of course, he did! We start to walk across the street and get closer to this guy. He's still staring, I'm thinking in my head "Lord, this guy needs put in his place, this is just rude" and before I could get to the word needs in my head. The guys trips, goes face first, has to put his hand on the ground, catches himself, coughs, and just keeps on walking. HAH! God is good. Anna...being the Anna that I love to death, of course points and laughs at him. Me, I hold it in as much as I can and hide behind Anna while snickering. Katelyn, she waits untill she gets about 10 yards away and dies of laughter. And Lacey, poor thing, dont know where her head is, she totally misses everything. But all-in-all it was an awsome day. We pick up Tessa and Lani and share our amazing story. I still cant help but see us walking across the street like models as this guy trips and falls on his face like a jerk. Ahh. Friends and Karma...its a b-e-a-Utiful thing.

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2. An expression or utterance marked by a deliberate contrast between apparent and intended meaning.
3. A literary style employing such contrasts for humorous or rhetorical effect. See synonyms at wit¹.

Irony, I have a love/hate realationship with this thing called irony. I'm always in and out with my opinoins of it. But right now, I gotta love its timing....Let me exsplain.

So Easter (or as Tesserz pronounces it Eawssssstteewrr!) is coming very soon, and a few weeks ago I walked through a store (not wanting to find a dress mind you.) And I saw a dress, fell in total love with it. Tried it on, and looked amazing in it...yes its true. But I was sure that one of my friends had it, everyone else said that she didnt. But I thought I knew my friend the best and I did NOT want to get the dress that she had. Its girl code...and thats a big no no in girl code. So I put it away, and continued on a little sad but got over it. I talked to the girl the next morning in Church. Showed her a picture, "Um Julz, I dont have that dress...." Ugh, felt of course very stupid. So my mother went back to the store a few days later. Told her to get the dress if she could. She came back, didnt see anything, so of course I assumed that she didnt get it. Well, one of my good friends went to the mall a few, FEW days later knowing all of the troubles I had to go of course...Easter dress shopping. Came back that night, all excited, so I called her later on and she was still excited. Said she was taking pictures of it as we spoke. "Whats it look like??!" I said. "Well, its red, with like white flowers...hah its funny Lace said that it could be the one you wanted" she said. "Katelyn....did you say red with white flowers.." I start to freak out, so I go into detail. "Does it have like a little inch at the top thats kinda sectiond off from the rest??" **SILENCE** "OH. CRAP. JULZ." Katelyn said. I run upstairs, tell mom in the process, get on the computer and in the process mom comes in...WITH A DRESS BAG. "If you want to tell her what it looks like just look at it!" mom says. She got me the dress. The same one. I couldnt believe it. But at this point honestly, I dont care that much. We go to diffrent churches, and we both look gorgeous in our dresses. So yeah, I guess the way to end this post is..."THE IRONY!" Corny...I know.

You know, thinking about my life I love to be spontanious and try new things. But if you asked me the most intense moments of my day...I would say they would be spent in the bathroom, pacing the floor, jumping up in down swishing Listerene around in my mouth. I just wish I was more out there, I try to be. I dont want to blame it on where I live...but its where I live. But I look at it as a challenge, do the crazy things, the few spontanious things that are in my area. And if I cant find any...I'll make some. You only go around once, may as well break as many laws as you can hehe.

The biggest question I think I have to constantly ask myself is "Ok...what did you learn from that?"
And I kinda like to look over my life and see the biggest thing I keep learning. And in the past, I think the one thing I've learned is to get over myself. Thats so huge for me, I always think "Oh my gosh that was really mean!" Get over it, move on and and just forget about them. Its the people that insult you that make you stronger. Everything I do in life is a test from God. I realize that, I fail alot, we all do. But we have got to make every negitive a postive. I hate that saying "I love to make mistakes! I learn knew things" Im not gonna go smoke pot just to learn from exspierence that its wrong. I know from common sense that its wrong. So I guess it all comes down to the raw sense that God gave us when we were born and what our parents have tought us. Because you can have all the smarts in the world, you can just absolutley have an amazing mind. But if you dont know how to get to the interview, your a failure. Whos gonna direct you their? God is, you cant make it yourself. He's your GPS. Use Him to your advantage. He's here to direct you and help you. What do you have to loose?