I am Julia.

I am seventeen years old, though sometimes,
I wish I were twenty
Or eight.

I hate school!
But I never skip it.
I day dream in class because I don’t know what is going on.

School makes me feel stupid.

Two forty is my favorite time of the day,
And Friday is my favourite day of the week.

If I were being chased,
I would not run as fast as I can chasing a ball on the field. 

I either love or hate sit-ups; 
I haven’t decided yet.

I have been to Iceland, 
But never to New York,
Los Angeles
Or Mexico.
Popular vacation destinations I would like to explore. 

I love rainy and snowy days,
And sleeping all day,
When I am sick.
I don’t like makeup.
Or getting my hair cut.

I am funny,
But you wouldn’t know it.

I wish I lived in the past:
Vintage clothes, Spice Girls, Ferris Bueller,
The Beach Boys, and Beverly Hills 90210
Are my obsessions.

I make up pet names for everything.
I take my earrings out then put them back in,
When I’m bored.

My locker is spotless.
My room looks like a bomb went off.

I think to fast, except for when I don’t.

I am a good driver,
But driving makes me nervous.
I would rather walk,
Or run,
Or bike.

If I were rich,
The first place I’d go would be shopping. 
The second would be Europe.
The third would be the North Pole.

I consider myself sophisticated.
But I have seen every episode of Dance moms.

I am in love with junk food, Netflix,
And fuzzy socks.

I want to write screenplays for a living.
My parents don’t want me to.
I plan on doing it anyway.

The future scares me.

I am Julia.
I want to grow up,
But I don’t.