So, just to clarify, I’m sitting. (Reference “The Real Slim Shady” by rap god, Eminem).
It’s really hard for me to blog about myself. I have this idea that I need to be as formal as possible when I write so when the topic is “Write whatever as long as it pertains to you” I just sit at a blank Word doc. for ages. That being said, I think it best to share about myself through a couple of really great “Julia” moments”:
My senior year of high school, I participated in a US war reenactment class. My class and I had the opportunity to participate in WWII’s “Battle of the Bulge” and The Civil War’s “Battle at Honey Springs” reenactments. When we weren’t on the field drilling, we were in class learning all about the battles…
One dreary day in the classroom, I was having trouble paying attention. (Sleeping.. I was sleeping.) (I did not often sleep in classes other than Personal Finance… Let’s be real, all of us had that “nap period,” ok.) At some point in the class, I woke up and decided I should probably be taking notes. I looked up to see the term “KIA, MIA” written on the board. The conversation went something like this:
Me: *raises hand* What’s Kiya Miya?!
Mr. Mont: You mean K.I.A. and M.I.A.?
Class: *abrupt laughter*
I have KIA, MIA on my class hoodie because no one let me live down this major blonde moment.
My first job was at Dairy Queen. I almost didn’t get the position because my schedule was so crazy that year, but the owner liked that I loved Jesus. I started working and instantly hated it. Although I loathed the fast food industry, I got to work with some incredible people that constantly had me laughing… and also debating. One of my managers and I disagreed on just about everything under the sun. We would playfully banter all the time about things such as: Republican vs Democrat, Cardinals vs Cubs, Blues Hockey vs Black Hawks Hockey, Up or Down, Cold or Hot, the list could literally go on for hours. I don’t remember the context of this next quote, but it’s very telling of who I am as a person:
“[Julia], I’m pretty sure you fell out of the happy tree, and on your way down you hit every single branch.” -Zack Morelock, favorite DQ manager.
I think this is telling of my character because no matter how many debates Zack and I got into, no matter how many times I left work frustrated because people were mean, no matter how much I hated working in the fast food industry, it was hard to find me in a bad mood.
Once upon a time, in 2008 or so, I was what society called a “scene kid.” It was the “cool” thing to do at the time. I look back on pictures in utter humiliation, but darn it if my Myspace wasn’t the coolest profile online, I don’t know what was!
Long story short, I was heavy into alternative music. If you were in high school in 2008, you know the bands. Green Day, Panic! At the Disco, Hollywood Undead, Mayday Parade, and my personal favorite band, Story of the Year… to name a few. Everybody who was ANYBODY was going to Pointfest in 2008. Story of the Year was there. I was STOKED that my Mom let me go alone with a couple friends.
She even let me dye my hair green for the weekend. (Green hair wasn’t allowed at my school, so during summer I would do whatever I wanted to my hair…. Lord, why?) Anyway. Green hair. Tank top. “Free Hugs” in sharpie down both arms. I was ready to roll.
Story of the Year took the stage. What’s their first song? Anthem of our Dying Day. MY JAM. That sweet, angsty tune blared through the speakers and I was overcome with EMOtion. (HA. See what I did there? I know, I’m clever.)
I took to the crowd. I needed to get to the front of the mass of people. I mean, THIS WAS MY BAND. I needed to be noticed. I did what only a sane person would do. I asked some giant dudes to lift me above the crowd…. and then I surfed. Total and complete exhilaration. I was too focused on the band ahead of me to notice the giant mosh pit that opened up beneath me. When I landed, I was immediately shoved to the sidelines. I hit the ground so wrong. My knee instantly popped and it felt like someone had stabbed me in the leg. Wounded. Battle scarred. Worth it. Limping became my new dance move. I had torn my ACL. Crowd surfing. Only me.
Let this awesome story from my past show you that I am extremely adventurous, outgoing, and fun.
(side note, my Mom was NOT happy. I haven’t been to a concert alone with friends since… ;P)
***Pictured is actually me crowd surfing at Rock the River where my friend Josh saved my life. He’s pictured. You can see his head right by my thigh. Good times. lol***
Ten fun facts about me:
1.) I am a photographer.
2.) I love hockey and baseball. I even interned for the St. Louis Blues hockey team as a photographer.
3.) I am coffee obsessed. Seriously, Heaven is a place where the rivers are made of coffee. Why else would the Promised Land be flowing with milk and honey?
4.) My favorite animal is a Tiger.
5.) I absolutely love, love, love to travel. Road trips are my favorite!
6.) I love Marvel. The Avengers is on my top five favorite movie’s list. Right next to White Chicks.
7.) I am the youngest of four sisters by twelve years, but the oldest of three nieces by nine years. My nieces and I are close like sisters. So, I happily identify as both the youngest and oldest child in my family.
8.) I enjoy long walks on the beach. (lol)
9.) I’m an ENFP. Find out what that means and also find out what you are here: https://www.16personalities.com/free-personality-test
10.) I am a woman obsessed with all things small and furry. Especially cats.
11.) A bonus fact! Because on a scale of one to ten, I’m an eleven.
So then Coffee was like, “I thought I was strong, but you really creamed me!”
