I'm Julie, standing tall at five foot six inches. Turning 15 officially December 7th this year, (: Currently living in Torrance, California, dominated by my people, the Koreans. A student at Jefferson MS, soon to be a ninth grader at West HS. A happy TA of Ms. V, Student Council member. Basically a kid at heart (I'm still 14, I haven't 'grown up' yet!) because I watch Disney Channel as if my heart depends
on it, and still get excited at new episodes on Nickelodeon. I love any music, as long as the lyrics/song are catchy // meaningful // moving // soothing. My favorite number is SEVEN, and my favorite color is SCARLET. Get to know me, (: You'll love me.
Promise, (;

I effing miss himmmm .
he thinks I'm over him , but wtf . he's the first guy I've liked in TWO YEARS . how the heck am I supposed to get over him !?
this is dangerous , I think .
& it hurts because I think that I like him more than he likes me , y'know ? we both seem perfectly fine , but ... I feel so FAKE . because I want to cry & hug him & comfort him , buht ... I can't .
and it's killing me , that I can't be there for him .
but I was the one who caused the pain , and ... idk .
ugh , this pisses me off and it hurts and I just want a way out of this hell hole .
wekjhsjkdfh .
miss you .

SFJKLHWERJKLHSDFNMSDKJWEKRYKSJHDF.

God, do something.
Please, do something.

hmm. when you get all stressed out or overwhelmed by whatever, does your face get all hot? do you feel like you're being smothered?
or is it just me?

hm. just a question, (:

alrighty, other than thaaat. i'm so looking forward to summer '10. am i looking too far ahead? it's in, what, two months? so excited, (: i just want to do NOTHING this summer, seriously. just sleep all day ...
and maybe never wake up...

with love, julie hong.

emotionally stable.
grades are whatever, it's not like i'm a sophomore or a junior or anythingg. that's when grades start to matter, FOO.



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i want someone to hug me and never let go.

dear youu,

feel like reflecting.
so first off, i've been having trouble with guys // flirting. i mean, sure, i joke around a lot. but i guess i'm just wonderingg where the limit is. i don't let guys touch my ass, for sure.
but on the bus ride to west high, reyn starts biting my shoulder (it hurt like hell, and it started with hannah and kurtis) and likee. kissing my hand. and stuff like that.
it wasn't awkward at all, really. i'm a touchy person, and i'm very affectionate, even though i hate the word affectionate cause it makes me sound all cute and nice. is that just me? well, i'm just touchy. i hold hands with people a lot, yeah. does that mean we're going out?
i don't know, sometimes i get the sense that i should be putting more limitations on physical things. but WHAT LIMITS? if i tell anyone about what i'm feeling, about how i feel insecure about the way i'm so open and free with my hugs, my hands, whatever, they'll look at me like: "wow, what a slut."
the thing is, i don't have a problem with myself being touchy.
i have a problem with the way people will view me if they see that.
jefferson people are used to it, you know? bert lynn people are, apparently, much more reserved. and JLJC is likeee.
well, you know. very... conservative? very... strict about that kinda stuff, i thinkk. not as open minded. and honestly, judgamental. i mean, we all are, right? if you see someone who wears a shirt that shows cleavage and hang out with guys a lot, everyone's going to assume you're kind of a slut. i mean, really.
and i'm sure they'll think i'm a bit of a slut too. i mean, it sounds like, "oh, real friends wouldn't do that."
here's my two cents on that:
i think they are real friends. maybe not in every aspect (imo), but in that way certainly. it might be too much, like this slut issue and judging others, but expectations are a good thing. if i got to do everything i wanted thenn all hell would break lose.
not literally, obviously.
but it pisses me off sometimes, how the people i surround myself with outside of school are SO DAMN JUDGAMENTAL.
since i can be super honest with youu, i'mma use real names. and besides, no one reads blogger. no oneeeee.

so, on sundayy, jane and sharon (i think it was sharonn) found out about mo going all the way with a girl. well, not FOUND OUT exactly, it's not like it was anything to hide. but i told them about his past but how he's changed, how he's found Christ and all that.
their reactions?
their expressions twist into a scorn (i mean, really, they did) and jane goes; "oh, i don't think that's a real... christian." or something like that, but she implied that she didn't approve of his past. and i took it as she didn't think he was a real christian, hence the sentence.
well, you know what? is that what christianity is all about? being perfect and not making mistakes? isn't that what christianity is ALL about!? i mean, it gets me so angry thinking about it. why are you so judgemental? why can't you accept that he made mistakes and just because he has a past and did drugs and shit, doesn't mean he's a bad person? he's a great person. he's super nice and sweet and actually GIVES A SHIT ABOUT PEOPLE.
not saying that jane doesn't, 'cause i love the girl, i do.
it's just that it makes me so angry, you know? i don't hate her, i just disagree with her and her actions // words made me pissed off. because so many people say they're christians but their actions don't show it.

I'M NOT SAYING THAT I DON'T DO IT TOO.
but just because i do it, doesn't mean it's RIGHT. alright?! so what if it's HYPOCRISY. YOU'RE A HYPOCRITE TOO. IF I DID DRUGS EVERYDAY, SMOKED, PARTIED, HAD SEX EVERY NIGHT AND GOT PREGNANT FIVE TIMES AND DID ABORTION FIVE TIMES, AND TOLD YOU NOT TO DO IT, DOES THAT MAKE EVERYTHING I DO RIGHT?! DOES IT MAKE EVERYTHING I DID OKAY FOR YOU TO DO?!
NO, IT FUCKING DOESN'T.

do you get my point here?!
it just makes me angry. so angry. furious, even.
i probably vent about this a LOOT, and this won't be the last time i slam my fingers on the keyboard with frightening force. so you better get used to it.
it's just... something i'm passionate about. maybe not passionate. just... emotional? well, it's something that seriously pisses me off. more than twilight, more than idiots, more than girls who pretend to be dumb to act all cute.
i could go on and on and on about things like this.
one day, i'll go on and on and on about something i LOVE, but right now, i don't have the energy.

hope this entertained you?

with love,
julie hong.

loll, after reading kayla's, i was like, "... oops."

so, since you and i are going to get to know each other very well, i will introduce myself. my name is julie. julie hong. the party started for me on december seventh, nineteen ninety five. did i have to use words instead of numbers? yes, because numbers are ugly. i am KOREAN. not flipino/mexican/chinese/white/korean. wtf, who is that combination?
mm. well, what do you want to know? i answer questions honestlyy, so. just ask.
oh, questions that people usually ask me. FAQ, yeah? (:

are you really a lip virgin?
heck to the yes. you got a problem?
nobody seems to, though. whenever guys ask (for some reason, girls never ask), they offer to be my first kiss, and they don't make fun of me much, except for that one time devon told me that was sad, loll. i like being innocent, (: shouldn't kisses be important? whatever. i plan on staying a virgin 'till marriage, (: purity commitmentt, but i lose my ring in the shower, lol.

are you high?
nope, (;

mkay, what else do people ask me? o___o. this is why i have a formspring.
i'mma leave... this is getting awkward, lol.

with love,
julie hong.

keep your hands to YOURSELF. keep them off my waist, off my tummy, off my boobs, off my ass, my phone, and MY FOOD! i'm getting sick of guys being so touchy. i mean, i get along really well with guyss, but seriously, that's just too much. i dunno, i think i laugh too much. but then again, even when i DON'T laugh, they still do it. so wtf.

ugh. anyway, that's pretty much all i have to share for now, kinda brain dead.

with love,
julie hong.