My real name is Julia. My mom calls me Juju, my dad calls me daughter and my brother calls me girl. I'm majoring in music education and I should graduate in two years. My life is good, but I don't think it is most of the time. I do therapy and phonotherapy because I fucked up my voice after breathing the wrong way for years and using my voice too much at work everyday of the week for a long time. I don't have patience to reply to MySpace/SG messages and I don't want a Facebook. It isn't personal, I'd probably like half the people who try to contact me if we actually met, but the internet really bores me sometimes. I like wearing Vans and I miss playing D&D a lot. Being a kid was way too fun. I had a lot of friends growing up and always set up parties with everyone. I guess you could say I was sort of popular even if I was the ugly duck. I had braces for about four years and now I have to wear glasses sometimes because I have astigmatism. My hair is naturally blonde, but I think it looks a lot better when I dye it black. I'm letting it grow its natural color now, just to see what happens. I like writing songs and lyrics to them. Saying what they're about feels a little bit too intimate, but overall I just write about this need I feel to help everyone in the world even if I can't deal with my own problems. I swear too much and I beat myself up a lot when I don't do well enough. Not literally, of course. I just get pissed off whenever I don't get an A and I know it was because I didn't try hard enough. I've always been smart and I guess that's why people liked me when I was younger. That and I could communicate very, very well. I wasn't a shy kid at all. I'd let my classmates copy my assignments in school, do everyone's work in group projects and help them out when they needed to study more. I let them cheat off of my tests but never got caught. The only time I ever cheated, I did it fucking wrong and screwed up that one answer. It was in history class and I had the book open under the table. It's kind of bizarre how I never felt like anyone was taking advantage of me. Somehow it feels more like they made up for it in other ways such as being good friends when I needed. I have trouble dealing with my anger too. I'm way too explosive. My bandmates are okay. We get along well although sometimes I feel like kicking the shit out of them for petty reasons. I went through hell a while ago when my mom was going batshit crazy and I had to find a way to fix her because that's what I do. Handball was my favorite sport when I was in school. English and art were my favorite subjects. Speaking of which, I wish I'd find someone to draw for me while I try to write this comic. I haven't worked on it in a while. I also wish I could do that myself, but I gave up drawing when I was in high school even though I took classes for a while when I was younger. I have no discipline and I know that I'm more intelligent than average, but I wish I was even better than that. Right now I don't have a job and that makes me feel guilty. I don't know why I'm writing this, but it sort of makes me feel better even if I wasn't feeling bad when I started typing it up. Now I sort of am. Uh. It's complex.