{"id":21,"date":"2003-04-11T02:53:00","date_gmt":"2003-04-11T09:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=21"},"modified":"2003-04-11T02:53:00","modified_gmt":"2003-04-11T09:53:00","slug":"21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=21","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name=\"92418435\"><span class=\"post\">Well, I just signed on and saw that I&#8217;m visitor #69 (yeeeeahh!). Of course, all the other 68 visitors were also me, so this is not really anything to be proud of. Okay, I&#8217;ve decided that no one in the world reads this so I should be able to write very revealing things without worries, right? But I&#8217;m afraid to take that plunge. I just know that the minute I write something about blowjobs, or sixty year-old boyfriends or taping my penis between my thighs as I parade around in white spandex while attending Disney on Ice, my 2nd grade teacher will accidentally stumble onto this site while looking for a low-fat recipe for lemon biscotti and somehow recognize the author as me, a member of her Top 20 Best Students Ever list, and proclaim, &#8220;I thought I knew her!&#8221; as she clutches her chest and dies of a massive coronary. Or should I say, disappointment? The doctors will never know.<\/p>\n<p>But again, there&#8217;s the logical reasoning of&#8230;no one cares.<\/p>\n<p>I just got back from a trip to the Grand Canyon. Three Words. Fucking Awe Some.<\/p>\n<p>I realized that my personality type is that of a Loner. Who gets lonely. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? God are you there? It&#8217;s me, Julia. And I have a gun.<\/p>\n<p>I also found out that my mother does not appreciate the phrase, &#8220;Dammit Jesus Christ Muthafucker.&#8221; Not one bit.<\/p>\n<p>I have a lot of emotions but I don&#8217;t express them. Is that true? Have I been walking around giving my love out when in reality, no one even realizes it? I wonder if I come off totally unemotional. I know, I shouldn&#8217;t care so much how I come off or how people perceive me. But it is a little bit disturbing. That maybe my intentions aren&#8217;t being carried out by my self. Sometimes I don&#8217;t think people hear me. Sometimes I think that people don&#8217;t take me seriously, or don&#8217;t realize that I&#8217;m being vulnerable and they accidentally say the wrong thing that ends up hurting. Sometimes I think I&#8217;m a big pussy. And not in a good sense (but then again, is there really a good sense?). Mike asked me the other day if I feel like I&#8217;m on a different level than other people. 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