Intro to self

This is my first post and pretty weird, too. Don't be frightened—I am a different kind of animal when I write (especially when I type). Nevertheless, have mercy on me, a beginner!

My name is Julia. Let's practice that again—Joo-lee-uh. Got it? Good. If there is anything I am, it is not Julie, so don't go there. Moving on, it would be pertinent for me to describe myself. I am tall, a terror on the basketball court, but lean like a panther on the prowl. My hair flares out in red waves of fire, exposing my Scotch-Irish roots. My two eyes scintillate bright blue, burning with intensity when I don a similar-colored outfit. But looks deceive, painting only half the picture of our being. I may be fierce, but I would not harm a fly with the might of my muscle (thougth spiders and stinkbugs pose unique exceptions). I may wear a mane of flame, but I squelch any thought of pride (yet I wish it no other color in the world). And I would never mesmerize a young man, though I may possess the dazzling blush of my sky-blue eyes (but how could I help it if I did?) No, I am not what I appear to be. Just peel off my skin, pull off my muscle, rip out my hair, and pop out my eyeballs you will behold me, formless me, pure-personality-and-character-me. The real deal. No lies. No makeup. No clothes or contraptions (please picture me dressed). Simply me. I wish I could do more than introduce me, show you what I'm like. But that's for you to find out. Only be sure to practice my name—it's not Julie.