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Name: Jenna
Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 2/29/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: music, interior design, architecture, reading, animals ( my puppies jazz and sugar ) writing, swimming, fashion, shopping all the time
Expertise: giving pple reallly good advice... but i can't use it in my own life... but trust me ... i should sit on a mountain and just give pple advice. like ghandi minus the whole war thing. sandwich making... im a sandwich artist at subway by supertarget and the thing im best at.. SHOPPING!!!!!!!!! and spending other pples money
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 3/12/2005

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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

so i just registered for classes... i am now officially a music and theatre major participating in band, choir, and theatre, something they say is almost impossible to do, but i'll do it. first semester includes:  piano tech, which i will most likley test out of, theory, acting I, fundamentals of speech, LAS, voice, choir, band, recitals, and i think one more music class, 17 credit hours in all.  i was supposed to take another theatre class but i don't have any time.  so,


There is a place in life, where the road stops, and the grasses stand still. The city ceases its bustle, and human activities blur off into oblivion.  Only a strand of thought can be seen, through the eyes of the unknown, spiraling up into the atmosphere.  It is an area which we come to know as a haven from the trivialities of the modern world.  Sound, once clamoring and constant slowly fades away to reveal the thoughts that come like inspirations.  The eyes which used to soak in the blur of colors and motions daze fixedly on only what they see inside.  The body slows from its routine mechanics to the bare essentials as the breath we suck in and out unconsciously warms our bodies.  Our being is centered on only the thoughts we visualize and experience.  It is here that we find our inner self.  It is here that the mind thinks freely from the constraints of the modern day systems. 

It is in this intangible position where I find my inner self; it is the area in which I am free from the observations and judgments of foreigners.  We all have this spot in ourselves, and it is one that we dont share with others since they cannot conceive what we experience there.  Yet, we are all humans of nature and habit, therefore our inner most thoughts could possibly be the same. 

My mind feeds me with dreams that I live out only in this place.  It is like there is a barrier between these secluded thoughts and the tangible world.  It is here that I replay conversations that I have had, and where I remember thoughts that I had forgotten from early childhood.  Sometimes I do not think at all, or else I am not conscious of it.  Sometimes I just live contently in my world. 

This location, cannot be taken away, judged, or inspected for flaws.  It creates the personality within us. It is here that we see our lives from how we view ourselves.  Individuals view themselves as they dare not, beautiful, talented, worthy, or loved.  Our core being cannot lie, it cannot betray, it is not subject to sin.  The bodies in which we live our lives from are the stronghold that keeps the temple of our inner self safe. 

Slowly, as the light from the outside world begins to brighten, our true thoughts fade.  The colors, shapes, and motions reappear, demonstrating the tangible worlds ever bustling existence. The reverent quietness is interrupted by the realization that we had come and gone from the true world, in a fragment of time that cannot be measured.  We try to hold on to the place we cherish, but losing our grip, we realize that we must face the day again. 


Saturday, January 28, 2006

well its been forever!

i got my oboe today!!!!!! yaaaayyy.. racheal and I took yet another trip down away from west o into the depths of the city.  it was quite crazy...but this time we were only lost for a little while... and we knew that we needed to be close to 25th and Q... and I remembered getting lost there before, so finally we found the UPS store and then jenna got her oboe.... sigh! now it just needs a name.

 

jennas movie rate:

glory road: medium rating... 6 outa 10.  kinda just like coach carter or rememering the titans but with bball. 

 


Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Currently Listening
Rent (2005 Movie Soundtrack)
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a little sumthin i wrote for ap english

 

 

Ode to my Laundry Basket

Oh laundry basket how ever overflowing you are

Purple and cylinder-like your walls are sturdy

They must be for the rough life they live

Your mouth is like a coat jacket

Convenient to open and close as I please

Oh laundry basket each week your contents are stripped from your innards

Strewn about the floor they are separated

Indigos crimsons violets blacks and whites

Your insides are worn, literally

They should be freshened

Oh laundry basket once you have dropped your organs they are stuffed back in

Then you are stitched together for the trek to the laundry dump

Bumpity bump you topple down the stairs

Poor laundry basket, we are almost there

Cross the floor we go and to the laundry dump

Your intestines will now be freshened

Oh laundry basket, out they come color by color load by load

It takes days to finish the task

it is a tedious process and there is much to sterilize

Your parts are washed and dried warm and fuzzy

They smell as sweet as a rose

Oh laundry basket your organs are clean and ready for you

We must put them back in you

folded as the laundry basket officials demand

Piece by piece they are packed back in you

It takes time since the surgeon hates this task

Oh laundry basket do not worry yourself

You are of good use, you will not be harmed this time

We must wait for the next batch of clean organs

A day or two passes

More is put back in

You shall survive this

Oh laundry basket it is time to go back to your spot

You need time to recover from this procedure

Your mouth is closed up again

Are you ready for the ascent up the stairs?

One two three… pull

Whack, you hit the walls

Oh laundry basket we are almost to the top

One more flight of stairs

One more hallway

Will we make it?

You sure are heavy

 

 

Oh laundry basket down the hallway we go we are almost there

Here we are my friend

Your spot in the corner awaits you

Here you sit until the laundry warden says you must be unpacked

It could be a few hours before they see

Oh laundry basket that day has come

Your fresh innards must be removed

I am instructed to have them carefully put in storage

Some will be in the drawers

Some will be, dare I say… hung

Oh laundry basket do not cry

You and I both know you would rather have your innards kept in you

They are fresh and clean after all

Who wouldn’t want the warm fuzziness inside them

Oh laundry basket I have bad news

The procedure took so long that we have developed growth on the floor

I don’t know how it happened but we must take care of this

The management says that it is unsanitary to have this growth

Oh laundry basket I tried to stick up for you

I held out as long as I could

But now it is time once again for you to stuff yourself

Eat laundry basket eat it all up

I am sorry

Oh laundry basket

Here we go again

I really did try to spare you

You are very brave

Oh laundry basket


Sunday, December 11, 2005

Currently Listening
Rent (2005 Movie Soundtrack)
ANOTHER DAY
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well this week was interesting... haven't written for awhile b/c the weeks are just flying by!!!  tons of sims playing, working round the house.  took the ACT on saturday, thought i did much better than last time. 

verrrryyy addicted to RENT rite now. 

starting to doubt my plans for my future... i need to let god tell me what i need to do, but i feel sooo lost.  im kinda leaning towards  vocal music rite now which puts me in the middle of the music spectrum since i was wayyy instrumental before. it would be tons of fun to be in the young americans and travel to south california for a year and then all over the US, its the chance of a lifetime, but i dunno.  WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO???

list of things i really want to do

play in a symphony, sing on stage, write music, live the big city life, be in a usa tour or broadway musical, finish all my goals for highschool before i graduate. 

fall back plan:

architect, music teacher, college in nebraska

 

love

jenna



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