Oh How Sweet the sound......

Of a new post!!!!!!!!!!!! Isn't it lovely?? :)

OK so first off let me update y'all on the wonderful life of Julia. Remember the strung-out-beyond-reality-high girl I rang up a purchase for at my work back in September? Remember Loretta N? The police never took my statement, never contacted me about anything. I figure it was over and she was in jail. Well to my surprise, it is not over. I was informed 3 weeks ago my MOD that day, Jacque, received a SUBPOENA to appear in court to testify against Loretta, well actually against Nicole, Loretta is the name of the ID she stole apparently. Anyway, I felt bad for Jacque and was kind of glad I didn't have to go. I figured the court just needed the manager at the time.  About a week passed and again to my surprise I received a letter in the mail from the court. Then inside the envelope, was a bright green piece of paper, I opened it up and in big, black, bold letters it said 'SUBPOENA'. I just about burst out laughing. I got a subpoena?! Must be a mistake. Nope, no mistake. My name was right under the 'Must appear in court...' sigh............ So this Thursday, The 8th, I have to go to court and testify against her. SIGH! I will probably have to meet the prosecuting attorney and then have to sit on the stand and tell my side of the story. I will have to do the whole 'Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth....' stuff...  Sigh........ I will have to do an updated after the trial to tell you how it goes down...... BIG SIGH!

Lately I have not been able to add to my four books I am attempting to write. I was able to work on them a lot last year though. I go through phases, I want to write, and I don't, and so forth. I would really like to finish these books because I want to send copies to my family. I have written a few short stories though. I was able to write a story for Toria's contest back in Nov-Dec '08 which made me win my division :) Here is that short story:

It's hot, humid, my hair is clining to my head, bugs are crawling on my arms and legs, in my shoes, I am crouched to the ground like a tiger about to pounce, I even take refuge behind bushes, can it get any worse? Possibly. But I see her, the one thing I have been looking for these past three months. Just through the small forest of savannah trees she sit's calmly on a rock. Her long tail swaying back and forth in the hot wind.

I cannot imagine getting any closer for she will hear me, and attack for her young cubs are near. Twins. They roll around in the savannah grass, one takes a bite out of the grass, the crinkling of disgust soon follows and the cub spits it out just as the other cub pounces on it's twin. I pull out my camera and snap a few photo's. I see another set of bushes a far off, I could hide behind and gets some better shots. But I can't stand up, and scare them off. I guess I will crawl over.

Mud squishes through my hands as I crawl through more bushes and more mud piles. Piles? Mud doesn't pile up, it lays flat. Right? I realized the mud I just crawled through stinks. Really bad. 'oh man.' I think. 'I knew it could get worse'. But it doesn't matter, I want that photo, I am craving for the photo. I would crawl through a thorn bush to get my photo. I probably should have thought of the thornbush for sitting in front of me is a thornush. Around it are more thorn bushes. 'Joy'. I bite my lip and crawl through a narrow opening in the bush, holding back either screams of pain or laughter of stupidity, I am not sure which. I want that photo.

I see a clearing and exit the horrid bush snagging a few branches to my shirt and hair, just to enter into a pile of leaves, that seem to have a weird three leaf to a stalk pattern. Interesting, I'll come back later to investigate the strange leaf's. I see the bush I was heading for, I get behind it and point my camera through the thick bush to the rock. I get ready to take that picture I craved for, when I noticed the rock is empty, nothing sits on or below it. She is gone, with her cubs also. Frustrated I jump up and hit my head on a tree branch, knocking a snake out of the tree and onto my head. I quickly remove the snake, only to find it wasn't actually a snake, but a vine instead. Hah.

I start to walk back north toward my camp, so discouraged and sad I didn't get my photo. I am covered in "stinky mud", I have a few thorny branches attached to my clothing and long hair, there are probably bugs in my shoes and elsewhere. All that, and I didn't get my shot. As I am walking I spot something over a ridge, I can't make out the figure but I know it's an animal. I move closer to see her once again sitting on a rock near the river, her and her cubs. The cubs drink from the river as she watches her surrounding's intently. The wind is blowing again giving her a beautiful calm look. Here's my chance. I pull out my camera, aim, and click! I got my shot! I got the shot of rare King Cheetah. She is looking at me, not moving, just staring. It's almost as if she is saying 'Happy now?'. I nod and smile. Her and her cubs walk away from the river and head off into the horizon. I thank her as she moves off. I thank her.

So that’s one story I have written. I am working on another and I was going to post it but since this post turned out so long I decided to spare you J.


-Julia

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Shooting/ Scrapbooking/ (and just for the S theme) Sign Language

EDIT: We went shooting again! -11/18- Here are the videos and pictures of that! Last weeks shooting is below today's shooting.

 Here are the videos. The first one is of me shooting the shotgun for the very first time.. It was awesome!!!!


This one is of Brandon shooting his first time. Turn the volume on low, me and mom starting cheering, it's kinda loud :D

 

Last Weeks Shooting!

First off several weeks ago Me, My Mom, Mike, and Brandon went out in the middle of the desert with a few boxes, a globe, and a milk carton and played target practice! It was rather fun. My mom has two guns. a 3.80 and a .38, if you don't know what those types of guns look like go see my friend Google. Anyway, we went shooting and I hit the target a few times, and other times I just sent dirt flying. It is very hard to aim and shoot, especially with a gun with a fairly good kick. Mom took a ton of pictures and then there are two videos of me shooting and my mom.

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Scarpbooking- The art putting random pictures on a piece of paper and making it look half way decent.

Ok so that was my definition of Scrapbooking. I haven't been scrapbook for long and I am not clever or artistic in any way possible. I don't have a "knack" for anything. I just enjoy scrapbooking as a hobby. I wanted to share my scrapbooks and my ideas that I put in those scrap books.. And of course with everything else I post about I have pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My random scrapbooks, I have finished 5 of them...


What I do when I don't really have stickers or something to go with the pictures, I just place pictures in some kind of weird order and just write or draw something on the page:

One of the first scrapbooks I did was redoing Brandon's baby book, which was falling apart, so every picture that was in the album went in a 20 page scrapbook. I quickly ran out of room so I decided to glue a envelope on the page and put random pictures in the envelope, that way it was with the rest of the pictures (like in the album) and it looks kinda cool.

Of course everyone wants pictures of mom, daddy, and baby so I just put this page together with some scrapbook stickers (so fun!):

Now I collected every magazine that had anything to do with Steve Irwin after his death, intervuews with Terri,etc... I had so many magazines my drawer was breaking so I eventually put all the stories together under on cover and made my own magazine, but I wanted to protect them and read them whenever I wanted to, so I put them in a scrapbook! :)

I also collected High price fashion magazines. so put some collage together:




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I have been learning American Sign Language for the past 3 months and I have really been enjoying it. I am learning signs that I can sometimes put to christian music. I now know the basic sign language for "How Great Thou Art" and I have been really enjoying it.. *oh did I say that already?* Well whatever! If anyone else knows sign please let me know and maybe we can enxchange videos of us signing to each other :D Anyway, I have found a great sign language website. Now there are some inappropriate things on the website but otherwise they have a whole bunch of religious signs and etc...... It's called:

ASLPro

Edit: I got to talk to a deaf man yesterday! It was so nerveracking and exciting, we actually were able to understand each other and "talk". He told me all about his family and I told him about mine, and we talked about church and God,etc. During sign class he said to my teacher (in sign) 'She is a very good signer', talking about me. I was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited to have him say that about me cause it gives me hope that I can learn more!!!!! :)

Check it out!
-Julia

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Croc Toria's Contest

I entered Croc Toria's Write About Animals contest. Please Join her on the 17th to announce the winner of the really awesome prizes or enter yourself! Like I said awesome prizes!!!! :)

-Julia

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I don't - I do

Let's make a few things clear about me because I don't like being called crazy ;)

I don't like drama
I don't like people who create drama
I don't like people who call themselves American's but don't support our country's decisions
I don't support abortion
I don't support child neglect (who does?)
I don't support hunting (get it through your head)
I don't support/agree with TAXIDERMY
I don't support wearing of leather, fur, or a dead animal around someone's neck
I don't support the  use of dead animal's as rugs!
I don't support the eating of non-farm raised animals (goes back to hunting)
I don't support Veganism
I don't support a roadside circus, they abuse their animals
I don't support keeping an exotic animal as a pet
I don't support cosmetic's tested on animals, neither do I where/use them (shampoo, makeup etc...)
I don't support whaling, or seal hunting
I don't support puppy mills


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I do support our President (no matter who they are because we are suppose to support/respect authority)
I do support adoption
I do support the KJV
I do support a college education
I do support alternative testing
I do support zoo's, if they animals are proven to be well taken care of and are happy.
I do support no-kill animal shelters
I do support the ASPCA
I do support Organic living
I do support spaying and neutering of shelter pets
I do support animal conservation
I do support world conservation

There is alot I don't support and although I don't have as much 'I do's" I basically support the anti of everything I don't support, does that make sense?

Julia


Oh I will not be responding to negative comments :) Thank you very much! Reminder, this is my blog not yours. :)

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Loretta N.

Monday, September 15th, just a normal day at work, ringing up purchases, handing customers their purchases, approving credit cards, having people telling us to [bleep] off, etc, just the typical day at work with the angry customers. One thing we also get alot are customers who are high, strung-out-beyond-reach-of-reality high! (We have even had customers who have gone into the fitting room and snort their cocaine or shoot some heroin. Well on monday I had such a customer. She had gone into the fitting rooms and shot herself some heroin. She came out with nothing (went in with nothing I might add) and was soooo strung out. I watched her, with no proof and logical reason we could not have asked her to leave, long story short she had gone into the baby section and gathered up a whole bunch of stuff to buy. She also went into the womens section for a few things.

As I started to ring her up she put both elbows on the counter and started laughing at nothing, then she started twisting her arms all around and laid down on the counter, etc. I just ignored her actions and continued to talk to her. She pulled out a check book and I mentioned to her about how our check processing works, she said "fine, like walmart." I asked for her ID, and she began looking in her check book, purse, pocket, jacket saying "I hope I didn't leave it in the car", but she eventually found 5 minutes later in the first spot that she had looked, which I didn't understand why she had overlooked looking at her ID. Probably the drugs, I thought. She handed me her ID and the ID and the check name, address,etc all matched and I processed the check and scanned her ID and everthing went through fine and she left with no problems, well she more like stumbled away dizzly.

I left soon after that to head on home, as me and Mom are heading to the post office BEFORE we went home I had mentioned this crazy girl to mom and I said I kept feeling like something bad was going to happen, I just had a bad feeling about her and such. Get home 20 minutes later and there is a message on the phone from my boss Jacque, telling me I need to call her right away. So I did. Jacque starts asking me If I had processed a check earlier that day, and I said yeah I processed two of them, and she says "two?!" I go yeah, one from a little old lady and another from a younger girl. Jacque says "the check was fake and the police had showed up to the work with the customer in custody and her boyfriend." I asked if she had blonde hair (drug girl) and she said yes. I said 'Yeah I remember processing her check because she was very high. Jacque again explained the check was fake and so was her ID. Remember me mentioning she had gathered a whole bunch of stuff from baby's and women's? Well her total was $145.19 which was purches with a fake check. All-in-all Jacque told me the investigating police officer wanted to talk to me and That i needed to call him. So I quickly hung up and told mom and then called the police. Eventually I left I message for the officer and he called me back 4 hours later and asked me do I remember a customer writing a check and I said yes, he said her name was Loretta N****Z (I don't know who's Identity it is so I won't say the last name) and I said yes I remember her because she was very high. He laughed and said yeah she is. He also told me her real name was Nicole C******* and that she had done this before but they never caught her. He asked when I worked next so I could meet with him and fill out a statement. He never showed up at GAP when he said he would and he never got my statement (not my problem). I don't think he needs it so thats why he didn't call or come but if he does I have to meet with him and fill one out.

I felt soooooooooooooooooooooo horrible and so embarrassed that this *druggie* had scammed me cold! Meanie bo beanie! She's in Jail now, we have our merchandise back, and I still need to fill out a statement. I wonder when this will happen again, I hope not soon.

Don't do the crime if you can't do the time! (BTW, That's my dad in the picture, he is not really in jail, although you can tell already,)

-Julia

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