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Name: Juli
Location: United States
Birthday: 5/20/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: singing, violin, friends, food, books, love, nature, learning, sleeping, food, rock and roll, movies, art, stupid computer games (Snood), giraffes, food, theatre, photography, food, football (GO Ravens!), science, coldstone creamery, food
Expertise: music, respiratory therapy
Occupation: Respiratory therapist (I'm ver
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  DireWolf005
Member Since:
11/3/2003
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We just brought home our new addition on Tuesday! She is a sweet terrier/mutt who is absolutely frightened of everyone except for me. She definitely knows who her mommy is. We are practically inseparable! This is about all she does all day when she's not out for a walk.
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| I don't know if anyone even reads this anymore, but I thought I would randomly add an update on the off chance that someone does. I started using Xanga because it was a way to keep in touch with my friends before facebook existed, but now I mainly keep it to read fashion and health blogs. I have also gained a few friends through xanga who I talk to on a semi-regular basis and figured I should write an update/about me for those who are more recent.
For those of you who don't know me well, my name is Julia. I'm a 25 year old recent college graduate (Yes, I only have a B.S. degree even though I was in college for 7 years). I am a respiratory therapist who is desparately seeking for a job. Currently, I am still a waitress at Cracker Barrel, where I have been employed for almost 3 years. I am also a newly-wed. My husband and I got married in September after dating about 4 and a half years. We met through his sister, who I have been friends with since middle school. I have a fairly simple life. I hate drama and try to avoid it at all costs.
I have also been a musician for most of my life. I played violin up through the first three years of college. I had natural talent, but it became a chore to practice every day for 2 or more hours. I pretty much gave up the violin after getting out of music school. I am still a semi-professional singer. I sing for weddings, funerals, special events... anything people will pay me for. I absolutely love singing. I could sing in front of thousands of people and be comfortable, but when it comes to public speaking, I am a basket case. I shake and my voice comes out in short croaks. I have no idea why I am so comfortable singing, but can't speak in front of groups of people. I'm also shy in front of new people, but I'm a lot better than I used to be.
I am a little bit weird. I'm very girly and love feeling beautiful, but I have many non-girly traits. I would much rather go to a football game than a fashion show, I prefer beer over sweetened drinks, and I would rather hang out and watch a movie than go to a dance club.
That's it for now. I hate writing these things because I'm not used to talking so much about myself! Thanks for anyone who reads this and got through it! | | |
| I just had my 24th birthday. I think it's going to be a good year! I woke up to gorgeous weather, which hasn't happened on my birthday, well... ever. It almost always rains at least part of the day. My mom helped me pick out my wedding dress today. I felt like I was playing Barbie. The dress I picked out was definitely more than I could afford. My mom was depressed because she couldn't pay for it, but my dad surprised me with an amount of money that he had been saving to help me pay for it. I almost cried. It doesn't seem like much, but my parents don't have a lot of money right now since they're unemployed. I knew it broke my mom's heart that she couldn't buy the gown that I wanted, but now I'll be able to get it.
I had a dentist appointment today. The dental hygienist literally said that I have "perfect" teeth. That's definitely a confidence booster. My parents took me out to lunch to a pan-Asian restaurant. They were awesome. They're off of Market Street behind Outback in York. I tried Thai Mango Shrimp. It was quite possibly the most delicious thing ever. We had a quiet dinner at home and then Tim came over and did the whole cake, ice cream and gift thing. It was a quiet birthday, but that's pretty much how I wanted it. My parents went out of their way despite the crappy economy to make sure I had a great birthday and that I'll have a gorgeous wedding!
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| *Disclaimer: I am super-drunk as I'm writing this, but the point still stands*
I went to a bachelorette party last weekend. It was super-fun and I'm glad I went, despite the fact that I didn't know most of the people there. The one thing I don't understand is why men need strippers at their bachelor party. Seriously, you're about to make a vowel to somebody that you're going to be faithful. You can't resist a lap dance from a cheap stripper so why do I think you can be faithful for the rest of your life? I really don't get it. Can someone exaplain this stupid tradition to me? As a newly engaged woman, I just want to understand the mindset. Men think they can just conrol us. At this said party last weekend, us girls went to Harrisburg and we had an awesome time going bar-hopping (without any strippers, male or female). It was so much fun until we went to the Hardware Bar and I couldn't leave because a whole bunch of men were trying to grind with me and dry-hump me. Whenever I tried to leave the bar, they would just grab me and wouldn't let me go. When did this become appropriate behavior? I was dancing in the cage, but I wasn't asking for attention. I was really just dancing there because men weren't allowed to get in the cage. I was just trying to have fun. My friends left me (there were more than ten of us, so it was hard to keep track). I was getting one last drink when I turned around and realized that all of the girls weren't there anymore. The night of fun and drinking just turned into a nightmare. I tried to send a text message, but guys were on me at all angles and I had to literally claw myself out. I stood in the starewell, where hardly any people were, but the bouncer just threw me back into the club area. What was I supposed to do? Thank God that one girl sent me a text saying they were all outside waiting. Why do guys think they have the right to just hump any girl that they see? For about an hour after that, I was just bawling my eyes out. It brought me back to some bad memories of when I was 18 and fresh out of high school. This is a men's world, despite what anyone may think. I don't understand why women are just objects for men. We have our own minds. We do just as well at our careers. Why are strip clubs and things that degrade women so much still accepted?
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| I am so irritated at work, more specifically at the customers. I don't think people realize that us servers work our asses off for the money we make! I worked Sunday morning, which is usually my biggest money-making day. I have never dealt with such disrespectful people in my entire life. It's like they all united on this one day to make my job a living hell. First of all, if you can't afford to leave a decent tip, THEN DON'T EAT AT A SIT-DOWN RESTAURANT!!!!!!! If you know you aren't going to leave a reasonable tip, then for the love of god, don't be so demanding. Preparing a well-done steak of any kind takes time when they are cooked to order, 10-15 minutes to be more exact. Chances are, there are other orders in front of that one, so add about 5 more minutes for the order to get started. Second, 10% has not been a decent tip since maybe 1970. Standard has upped a little more. 10% is an insult. It means you received bad service. 15% is so-so. On average, 20% is about what we get. How would you like it if you randomly got paid half of the salary you expected? Under no circumstances should you ever call to, snap at or clap your hands to get your server's attention...and never EVER say "good girl" to me. I think this is my biggest pet peeve. I'm not your slave or your servant and certainly not a dog. My name is printed clearly on my apron. Don't ever try to get my attention when I'm with another table either. They deserve the same service you get. We're dealing with food, not open heart surgery. I don't think needing a packet of sugar is a pressing issue. Also, remember that I'm a human being and I make mistakes. I'm not your daughter. You do not have the right to yell at me, especially for something I can not control. No, I did not put the wrong item on your tray seeing as I don't cook, but I would love to fix it for you if you're not a complete douche bag about it. I think one of the most odd complaints that I get is that I charged the wrong price for something. I do not physically "type" the tickets. I hit a button and that automatically prints out the price and adds everything up, including tax. Read the menu next time. I've never seen the computer make a mistake like that before. Also, don't expect free food just because something came out wrong. I am not allowed to give any food out for free. I'd love to have a manager talk to you, but it doesn't mean you will walk away with a free meal. Guess what? If we're super busy and you have to wait to get seated, it means you're probably also going to have to wait for your food and for service. I'm not super-woman. If you don't like how the restaurant runs, then please just eat at home next time.
I am well aware that this does not apply to all two people who may read this, but there seems to be a growing trend of stupidity among guests at Cracker Barrel. I'm just glad it's not going to be my career and I will be gone in less than a year.
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