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musicalbabe

:: 2004 17 May :: 4.14pm
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: Jeckyll and Hyde-Facade

Hello!
I'd just like to say 'hi' to everyone who reads this. It never ceases to amaze me how many people really click on this link and discuss my entries.

To try to minimize the possibility that I might write yet ANOTHER controversial or secretive thing in here about any of you, I'd really appreciate it if you'd sign below that you read this. Just click on 'sing to me' at the bottom, check 'anonymous', and type your name. Thank you!

Sorry to all of you die-hard Melissa's Journal fans, but I'll keep this post up for a week. Let's hope nothing major happens...:0D

32 *time been annoyed* | *annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 14 May :: 7.35pm
:: Mood: bored

Bored...
A is for – Age: 15

B is for - Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Nope. But I have my eye on someone...

C is for - Career in Future: conductor, psychologist, music teacher, music therapist

D is for - Dead person you would like to meet: Ummm...? Any suggestions?

E is for - Essential item: Bed.

F is for - Favorite song at the moment: Nightmare Before Christmas-What's This? omg orgasmic falsetto action...

G is for - Guy/Girls you've kissed: Well...

H is for - Hometown: Los Altos, W00T!

I is for - Instruments you play: Clarinet and oboe.

J is for - Job title: Student.

L is for - Living places: Home. Duhr! Second homes include the barn and my church.

M is for - Memory of the day: Today? Definitely choral union. HAHAHAHA!

N is for - Number of people slept with: Online or in person? JUST KIDDING! None in person.

O is for - Overnight hospital stays: Unless you count the weeks I was in the hospital after I was born...

P is for – Phobias: Not getting into MSS, not finding a boyfriend (lol), marching band suddenly dissapearing

Q is for - Quote you like: "So, are you going to do Main Street next year?" -Charlie
(Oh Charlie...I wish!)

R is for - Relationship that lasted the longest: I don't like this question.

S is for - Sexuality: Straight. Yes. I like men. A LOT.

T is for - Time you wake up everyday: 6:55 Monday-Friday except for 6:00 on Thursdays and during MB.

U is for - Unique trait(s): Well...I can sound completely innocent and be talking about sex. It's wonderful. Just listen in on some of my conversations...

V is for - Vegetable you love: Sweet peas. Especially Marcella's. mmm...:0D

W is for - Worst habit: Changing the subject so that it's about ME. And...thinking that every male is hot? Procrastinating too.

X is for - X-rays you've had: Teeth, pinkie finger and ankle. (Wisdom teeth impacted, fractured finger in 2 places and sprain.)

Y is for - Yummy food you make: Hahaha...ummm cookies? Mac n Cheese?

Z is for - Zodiac sign: Aquarius (I bet YOUR zodiac sign doesn't have a SONG about it!)

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musicalbabe

:: 2004 14 May :: 5.24pm
:: Mood: content
:: Music: JECKYLL AND HYDE!! WHOOO!!

Schadenfreude
Yes, that is a word. It means "happiness at the misfortune of others." Today I experienced quite a bit of schadenfreude. It was very nice. VERY, VERY nice. OMG it made things sooo much better you would not believe. It was good...(or bad, as you could also say...)

But anyway, MWAHAHAHAHAHA. Ohhh it felt good. SOOOO good. Like, I don't know...revenge? But I didn't cause it to happen...guilt-free. Just ask and I'd be GLAD to tell you.

Bio test was bad. But I knew it would be. Oh well...:0/

If your name is Nicole, Ali, Sara, Sarah, Louise, or Molly, you have something in common. Please read between the lines. Thank you. :0D

Wow, this is quite a secretive entry, isn't it? Sorry.

I didn't do very well on the Bio SAT II. :0( My mom said it was an okay score, though... Ehhhh...not happy about that.

I have to have my lines memorized for Jack's Journey tomorrow. HA. Right...

My pool is being refilled. (It was just resurfaced.) Coolness.

Ummmm....I love Shannon and Nat. Shannon gave me a burned copy of Jeckyll and Hyde today, and Nat gave me a burned copy of a CD with the Messa di Gloria that we sang at the Winter Concert on it. :0D I'm not sure how obsessed I am with Jeckyll and Hyde, though. It's kind of long and repetitive...:0/

ANYWAY, I think I finally care less about stuff. Probably an effect of the schadenfreude. Yay!

Bored now. Adieu! (btw, that word is SOOO SEXY. I'm not sure why. But it is.)

*annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 9 May :: 8.48pm
:: Mood: curious

c'est amusant.

My Mormon name is Heavenly Melanie LaRose!
What's yours?



funny.

we were talking about mormons and their senior pranks today in sunday school...haha!

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musicalbabe

:: 2004 7 May :: 7.14pm
:: Mood: better

THANKS GUYS!! I LOVE YOU!!
OMG I have the greatest friends EVER. I was really dissapointed and hurt about not getting the Choral Music award, so NAT MADE ME MY OWN CERTIFICATE AND GOT ALL THESE PPL TO SIGN IT!!! SOOO SWEET!!

It's the greatest thing EVER. And it means soo much more to me than the real thing. Honestly. Thank you sooo much!

Thank you:
Shrina
Katherine
Molly
Emily P.
Charlie
Nat
Sarah

<3 you guys SOO MUCH!!

Okay I have to type what this award says, it's sooo cute!

OutstanSing Achievement

Melissa Rose
is presented the
Achievement Award in Choral Music *MB too :-)*
from
All Her Friends

*there's a seal that says "We Love You!" on the side!!

(and then everyone signed it!!)

Charlie added the MB too :-) part. AWWWW!!!

You guys, that TOTALLY made my week!! I was having a pretty shitty time of it too, so THANK YOU SOO MUCH!

Tonight should be fun (but I decided not to go to the band thing...the computer is...how shall i say...umm...inviting at the moment, if you know what i mean...) ;-)

Tomorrow I'm going to see Alice and then endure a 6 hour rehearsal at church. 4 hours of group rehearsal and then 2 of principles dialogue rehearsal. OMG. Ugh. Oh well...it won't be so bad!! :0D

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musicalbabe

:: 2004 7 May :: 11.11pm
:: Mood: angry

GO AWAY!! ALL OF IT!
do you ever have the feeling that you'd like nothing better than to stab someone in the back and then break down in hysteria, sobbing like a maniac?

ha. let's HOPE not.

one acts were funny. some are confusing and sorta weird...

okay, can my hormones like SETTLE DOWN now?!?! can i have like a NOT DRAMATIC day for once? can bad things just STOP HAPPENING?!? PLEASE?!?!

yes, another thing has happened. terrance is not allowed to be in marching band next year.

LIFE, QUIT DEALING ME THIS SHIT! (as if that'll help...)

*annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 5 May :: 5.21pm
:: Mood: bitchy

MMM (the Mantra of Molly and Melissa)
I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing. I love to sing.

SHIT, IT'S NOT WORKING!!

I love...Paige! I love Paige. I love Paiage. (Mackenzie: Who's Paige?!!? Molly and Mel: Voice teacher. Mackenzie: oohhh...) I love Paige. I love Paige.

*with increased fervor as we realize we STILL have to suffer through 90 mins of singing*

WE LOVE TO SING. WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING! WE LOVE TO SING!

Well, we made it through the period. We had to make "I love to sing" gestures across the room to each other during the hard times, but we made it.

Wow am I angry...

Worked with Ellen on the french play after school. It was fun...I got to say that I met a guy at band camp who was in Broken Box, MSS, AND played trumpet. His name is Sean. LOL. :0D That totally made my day. Ellen and I totally rock at french playwriting. Oh baby. lol. It'll be fun.

The worst time to deal with bad things happening in your life is when you're experiencing PMS. Yes, it SUCKS.

3 *time been annoyed* | *annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 4 May :: 8.38pm
:: Mood: pissed off
:: Music: My Life Is Disappointing/Fuck You, Mr. ******-The inner workings of Melissa

WOW I AM SOOO PISSED OFF
Not gonna lie to you. I am PISSED. Why? Oh, well, that too, but mostly because of a certain TEACHER. No, not the one I was previously pissed at. This teacher clearly forms love/hate relationships with all of his students. You can't 'sort of' like this person. It just doesn't happen.

And it's not just that I deserved an award, it's that I know OTHER people in my class who deserved it as well. Other people who deserved it even more than I do, and WERE NOT awarded approprately. In fact, I can name 3 of these individuals, 2 freshman, one sophmore. Someone is clearly...*insert mean things here*

Oh, saw a little of one of the one-acts. LOL. OMFG. Need to see this. Appropriate title as well.

Haha! I came home today and was like "Mom, I had a bad day!" and she was like, "So let's have a good dinner. What do you want?" "MASHED POTATOES WITH BACON BITS AND STEAK!! WHOO!"

And that's what we ate.

Oh, and I love a certain person. A mom, that is. She's sooo sweet. I'm thinking of getting her something for Mother's day. Because really, she's done SOOO much for me. I LOVE YOU!! *hugs and ENDLESS gratitude to a very special woman in my life :0D*

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musicalbabe

:: 2004 4 May :: 5.30pm
:: Mood: crappy

when music becomes depressing, my life is HELL
...and music is depressing, with only one exception: voice lessons with Paige. I love that woman with ALL of my heart. She's heaven-sent, i'm sure of it. I wish I could just LIVE at her house. Now THAT'D be nice.

Why is music depressing? Let's think about this:

church music= jerry and the musical. and we all know how the entire youth feels about that. the musical is CRAP. and jerry...need i say more? i think i've said enough.

the ONLY high of church music= andrew and the rest of the gang. courtney and christina and annie and kyle and chris' comments especially. oh, and laura and claire and ellory are cute how they all LOVE being 'my children'. :0D

school music= NOOO!!! why?

1) Guess.
2) Mr. Shaull being mean. If you've taken a class from him, you understand.
3) Me NOT being awarded the vocal music award. And who did? Sharon and Katherine. WHY? Katherine=lots of experience and G21+no will to talk in class (who would she talk to?) so she's very well-behaved. Sharon=most improved by far.

Now let's think about this: where does this leave the people who came into the class semi-experienced and have greatly improved because of their INDIVUDUAL DETERMINATION and POSITIVE ATTITUDE? (aka Molly, Rachel, Julia, and myself) Apparently not good enough for an award for OUR hard work. *grumbles*

Now for instrumental music:

Band: Nonexistant. Now why the HELL we don't march on the off-season, I couldn't tell ya.

Clarinet: Jazz=good. Not practicing except for lessons=not so good. Lessons themselves=not so good. This makes it 66% not so good at 33% good. Not the best ratio.

Oboe: COMPLETELY NONEXISTANT. *SOBS* I neither have a suitable oboe to PLAY, NOR do I have an ensemble in which to play it, OR a teacher. Fuck. I MISS THE OBOE LIKE YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE!

English Horn: Too expensive. Not gonna happen. Damnit.

Piano: Teacher and time needed. Neither available at the moment.

And that's my life. Gotta love how Mr. Freeman thinks my essays are profound when I don't even breathe a word of history into them. LOL. Yay for full credit on the extra credit essay, though!! HECK YEAH! Gotta also love how we're doing Romeo and Juliet in english just as I'm feeling like a suicidal Juliet. LOL. It's just soo incredibly helpful. NOT. Too much love in that movie. I WANT SOME OF IT, DAMNIT!

and now for Eric's impressions of me. Eric is a FUNNY, FUNNY, red-headded little man.

pseudolus98: yo
Horseeyoregal: yo yo yo
Horseeyoregal: get funky
Horseeyoregal: duhduhduhduh
pseudolus98: u
pseudolus98: r
pseudolus98: w
pseudolus98: e
pseudolus98: i
pseudolus98: r
pseudolus98: d
pseudolus98: really
Horseeyoregal: yes, i know
pseudolus98: gess what
Horseeyoregal: what?
Horseeyoregal: chicken BUTT!
pseudolus98: im singing
Horseeyoregal: right now?
Horseeyoregal: or in the future?
pseudolus98: now
Horseeyoregal: sexy sexy my man
Horseeyoregal: way to sing
Horseeyoregal: heck yeah
pseudolus98: so bye bye miss american pie
Horseeyoregal: drove mah chevy to the levy but the levy was drie
Horseeyoregal: dry*
pseudolus98: do you recall what was the feel the day the music died
Horseeyoregal: TODAY
Horseeyoregal: when i found out that OTHER, STUPID ppl got the singing award

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DiTzYjEnN

:: 2004 4 May :: 4.00pm







Your Lip Gloss Flavor Is: Cotton Candy


You're a total girly girl who's every guy is sweet on.


You take pleasure in the simple things in life, from cute t-shirts to stuffed animals.


Any guy needs to match your romantic idealism to win your heart, which is why few have.


No wonder Cotton Candy is your signature flavor. It's delicious, sugary, and fun - like you!



What Flavor Lip Gloss Are You? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.








You Are a Peppermint Cappuccino


You're fun, outgoing, and you love to try anything new.

However, you tend to have strong opinions on what you like.

You are a total girly girly at heart - and prefer your coffee with good conversation.

You're the type that seems complex to outsiders, but in reality, you are easy to please




What Kind Of Coffee Are You? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.



You Will Be a Traditional Bride!


You're the type of girl who is feminine, old fashioned, and totally traditional.

You've been dreaming of your wedding day since you were young

And you can't wait to be a princess in your big white gown.

It's likely that you'll have a big family wedding and take your husband's name

While a huge affair will be fun, just don't go all Bridezilla about the color of your napkins!




What Kind of Bride Will You Be? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.




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DiTzYjEnN

:: 2004 4 May :: 3.59pm



Your Inner Eye Color Is Blue


You've got the personality of a blue eyed women

You're intense and expressive - and always on the go

You've also got a sweet, playful side - which draws men in



What's Your Inner Eye Color? Take This Quiz :-)




Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.


*annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 3 May :: 9.27pm
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: REM-The End Of The World

good song. LALALALA!! voice lessons are WONDERFUL things.
Its the End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) Lyrics - Document Album

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, don't misserve your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)


except that i don't quite feel fine. but apparently francesco might go out with me!! and i had a date to MA's prom!! ('had' because my mom won't pay for bids...but i had a date!! and he's HOT HOT HOT!!)

oh, and andrew really DOES make me :0D. it's the best thing in the world to sing with him. he's just so cool! yay for jokes and people who want to comfort me!

and now jokes, compliments of ANDREW!!!

"Once upon a time, a beautiful young antelope had a wild date in the forest, so she was getting all gussied up—new dress, makeup, everything. Suddenly, as she was just about ready, she was stampeded by a herd of wildebeests, becoming the world's first self-dressed, stamped antelope."

"How do we know that Adam and Eve were Lutheran?
Who else could stand beside a naked woman and be tempted by a piece of fruit?"

"My cousin is a transvestite. He likes to eat, drink and be Mary."

"One day the captain of the royal barge went down to address the slaves chained to the oars. "Men, the good news is that the queen will be joining us today for a trip up the river. The bad news is she wants to go water skiing."

"There's been a falling-out between Madonna and Cher. Apparently they're no longer on a first-name basis."

"What’s large, gray, and doesn’t matter?
An irrelephant."

"Why did the blonde have square boobs?
She forgot to take the tissues out of the box"


"Why can't Episcopalians play chess?
They can't tell the difference between a bishop and a queen"

"What do you get when you mix beans and onions?
Tear gas."

oooh, this one's bad:

"How are blondes like cowpies?
The older they get, the easier they are to pick up."

"My name's Pavlov. Ring a bell?"

"The blonde was so proud because she finished a puzzle in 52 days that said "2-3 years.""

"What were the best three years of George Bush's life?
Grade 5"

and from his brother, david:

"ok how do u torture an engineer?
u strap them to a chair and fold a map the wrong way in front of them"

I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! ahhh so we might have a church-centered rafting trip this summer!! whooo!! it'd be like my family, the two guys who were sending me jokes, annie and ruthie, and chris!! YAY!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!

as for other ppl...haha nah, jk.

I LOVE PAIGE!! AHHHH!!! she is my life. seriously. that woman is convinced that i'm going to be an opera conductor. I LOVE HER!!!

*props to http://prairiehome.publicradio.org/performances/20040417/scripts/alljokes.shtml for supplying andrew with jokes.

*annoy me here*


musicalbabe

:: 2004 3 May :: 10.39pm
:: Mood: annoyed
:: Music: Nightmare Before Christmas-This Is Halloween

sooo annoying...
So my mom somehow finds out that I've written all this crap about a certain incident that happened recently involving one of my teachers at school and tells me, at like 10:15 as i'm getting ready for bed, that I'd better delete it all because if the administration found out and it got back to that teacher, I could be kicked out of Ambassadors. (Essentially...so I basically thought the admissions process was unfair and I was being given an unfair chance at being admitted to the organization.)

So ANYWAY, a few entires have been made private (friend's only, so sign in guys on my friend's list) and I've deleted bits and pieces.

I STILL have those raidical ideas about how this is FREEDOM OF THE 'PRESS' and if not that, FREEDOM OF SPEECH, GODDAMNIT!! This is MY JOURNAL, and I think I can write what I damn well want to! And besides, I'll tell that teacher to her face if she asks that I was incredibly angry with her for her shortness towards me as I tried to apply for Ambassadors. I felt like I was being given less of a chance!! She DIDN'T really give me a chance, either!

So whatever. Just a heads up that some stuff is now gone. God, this is annoying. I shouldn't have to censor my stuff in order to feel safe from the school admin. That's definitely not cool.

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musicalbabe

:: 2004 2 May :: 2.33pm
:: Mood: bitchy
:: Music: The Nightmare Before Christmas-What's This?

23rd entry, 5th line
So everyone's doing this thing on LJ where they post the 5th line of their 23rd entry. Well, my 23rd entry was a conversation between me and Nicole, so the 5th line was:

Horseeyoregal: it really is hella freaky that i wud think of that window thing

haha. funnylicious. creepy times...:-p

MAIN STREET GETS BACK TONIGHT!!! WHOOOO!

Oh, and the church musical is STILL incredibly crappy and cheesy. YOU SHOULD ALL COME, THOUGH!! Details later. 7 hours of rehersals per weekend now. crapola. And extra rehersals for leads. That'd be me. UGH.

Jazz is fun to play. Singing jazz with all of that weird crap is not. Clarinet is cool, but my teacher is not. And that is all I have to say.

Oh, one more thing. Andrew makes me :0D.

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DiTzYjEnN

:: 2004 1 May :: 9.39am
:: Mood: cant wait..
:: Music: my sisters radio

im goin to tampa 2day!
well this afternoon... long car ride... 2 grandparents... sister... mom... reason im goin... get out of house. we're goin to the hard rock casino in tampa. its brand new and the rooms are like rock and roll decorated. shud b cool. we're leavin at like 1:30 or so. i still havent packed but its ok. dont relly need that much ne way. jst pjs and clothes for tommorow. well im goin go look up the hotel on yahoo.... l8ers.
jennyfer

*annoy me here*

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