So...Where to start? My life changing dream? My future career? My extremely upbeat soul lately?...How 'bout the dream? Yea, I'd like to start there. Mmm...okay. Well, Ive had these mini dreams for the past few months. And I've had something like this happen before. I dream a few parts and then I dream the full dream. Well, in the dream, it was like in the 18-1900's, you know, flowy dresses, horse drawn carriages. I was the main character. Like it was a movie, kinda. I had to meet my mom at the library when I was done in this mini shop.(I dunno what it was, there were books there) So, me and this girl were looking at vampire books. For some reason that part was like, nowadays. I went outside and to get to the library, you have to walk up this steep, grassy hill. It was back to the olden days. People were having picnics and stuff. And (this is the part I've dreamed before) Jackson(Rathbone) with Blondie hair, almost like Jasper, came riding up on a tricycle. I said hi but he ignored me. Like he always does. What I did next hadn't happened in my other dreams. I ran back to him and ruffled his hair and said Hello and walked away. His face was shocked. I guess I wasn't suppose to touch or have any kind of contact with him. So, I'll skip to the good part. Something happened, blah, blah, blah, and I came skipping out of the library. Jackson smiles at me so I JUMP ON A STREET SIGN POLE and I start singing. For some reason, I look over and Jackson is standing on this fence staring at me. He gives me this weird...I dunno, look and smiles. He said something.(I don't remember what) I was too shocked because he'd never spoke to me before. I really wish I wrote it down. Blah, blah, blah, more talking, then he gets out a small box with(get this) a black silver ring with ruby, dark blue and dark green diamonds(It seriously looked 18-1900's-ish.) He put it on my finger and I(like and idiot) say "It's so beautiful" All of the sudden he pulls me off of my street post(Actually I more like jump off) and I wrap my legs around him. He shouts "You're beautiful" I blush (of course) and kiss him.Now, the part I'm really confused about is that his mouth was suddenly covered in cream cheese(dirty mind). I pulled away to wipe my mouth off, I hop out of his arms and spit out a piece of celery(ew)and look over at him. I see him RUB MORE ON! , his whole body is covered in it! He ran over and hugged me again, kissing me REALLY hard. I fall to the ground. He lands on top of me(yay) and says something(I can't believe I forgot already!) then I say something and rub my leg on his face, more cream cheese.
It sounds stupid, but when I woke up, I felt completely different. Like it was a sign. I touched him and I know I wasn't supposed to! So, how come? Well, I think since he...Oh, I forgot a part, his hair changed color during the street sigh pole part. Anyway, I think since he looks like Jasper for part of it, that something is telling me to step out of my box and go ahead and try out for Eclipse. I was going to anyway...but this really made me see things more clearly. Thank you brain! Okay, so now don't give me shit for this. It's my brain. I didn't make it see that stuff. My body and mind act on their own will.
So now the part I was dying to get to. I recently found out(thanks to my mom) that I have enough Native American in me to get those nifty little ID cards. So, my French Indian roots are stronger than I thought. I mean, looking at me from first glance, you'd see my (very) Italian-ness. But I've noticed at a further peek, you can see my Indian-ness too. I'm dying my hair really dark(not because of that). I think it will bring out my features more though. I've been told(not that I'm going to let it dilute my thoughts anymore) that I could play a Quiluete in Eclipse...Even though there aren't anymore girls. I don't really want that part. I want the vampire chick that they kill by the fire. I've set my sights so high, huh? Hoping for a part where I get killed? At least I'm not a spotlight whore like some people *cough*Bella*cough* But seriously, I think I might actually have a future in acting. It surprised me to realize that since I've been a very quiet person my whole life...Look out world! Here comes the socially awkward, Harry Potter geek, Jonas Brother obsessed, Vitamin Water drinking, hobo wannabe, up-and-coming author dork, but fun-loving ME! I've decided if I become famous I have two options. One: I can change my name so none of my ass-sucking, brown-nosing long lost family can come find me and claim we're like the closest relatives in the world to get my money. Or...Two: I can keep my name so that I can rub my ever growing success in all of their greedy, self-loving faces!
I'm not sure...but if I decide to change it, I already picked out a name. It's close to my real name, only I changed the last name entirely. I won't say it here just in case. *paranoid* But you'll know me. I won't stop mah blogging. I love it too much. And anyone who reads this will know that I'm still around. It'll be my secret venting place. Okay, I'll say my name so everyone knows for sure that(if) when I become a big star, I'm still the same person I am now. So the name I chose is Jules Turner...Stupid? I was gunna say Jules Night, but that sounds too stripper-ish. No thank you. I just didn't want an "i" in my name. It's too hard to write in cursive with a fucking "i" in the middle. My signature would look like crap(like it does now). I thought about making a name out of the letters of my real name but the character in my book already claimed that. So, no dice.
To everyone that reads this, whether that's 1 person or 100(I wish), watch for me. I'll be in Eclipse. I promise you that. If I'm not, I'll be in Breaking Dawn. It's a promise I've made to myself that I won't give up till it happens. Not for fame, not for money, but the opportunity. The once in a lifetime chance. For fun and adventure. To travel and experience what I've lacked my entire life. Being home schooled isn't that bad but you miss out on all the important things. Dances, tons of friends(psh, like I'd have those anyway), boyfriends, a chance to be remembered. I feel like Bella(ew) only reversed. I WANT to go to Prom. I WANT a yearbook. I WANT a graduation ceremony for my last year of High school. I don't want to miss that. But then, I like my life. No pressure, no fears, no anything too bad. The end of High school is ever near, and I'm still the quiet little mouse I was last year, but now, I have a purpose. I have a goal. I have a dream...And I'm totally giving the lamest speech ever. Sorry. Live your life my friends! Let my influence be a guide. Things can happen if you want them bad enough. As the saying goes, "Love the life you live" You can only love it if you actually live it though, so go! Be free to dream! And dare to do! I'll watch till my chance comes. Farest followers and readers of this blog, if you want me to shut up, then do as I request and fill the world with doers rather than lazy, no purpose fledglings! I know I will!
I fail at motivation speaking. Haha.
Ciao for now!
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