DIVA!!!!!

I'mma diva. Yup!
I got to sing karakoe in front of a whole audience of horrified church goers! Yup, indeedy, that is the way of the world!
See, we were going to the Japanese church for Chinese new years, and then they started doing karaoke and asking if anyone wanted to sing, so I went up with Kitty (who didn't even want to, but I used my Marvelous Powers Of Persuasion to win her friendship and influence her into doing it with me) and asked if I could sing too. They said ok, so I picked Boulevard Of Broken Dreams. I thought it was Green Day, but when the music started playing, it said it was an "original" by some guy named John O Donis (or something). So, intelligently, I started waving my arms around and going, "Hey! Nope! Not this one! Stop!" and other things. So they did. The Kitty and Mom decided we should sing Climb Every Mountain by the Sound Of Music. I thought this was a good idea, as at least it wasn't one of those other songs, which had names like Groovy Night Love Baby and Say I Love You And I Will Go To Your Room. So, I got up on stage with Kitty (who was combing her bangs over her face so she wouldn't be recognized, by who, I'm not exactly sure, as there was exactly one person in the church who's name I knew and she was out in the parking lot) and started trying to sing. I had no idea how it went, of course, so I began to make up a melody on the spot. It sounded pretty darn good, I must say! Then it went to the chorus, which I was supposed to know, but I didn't, so I tried to make up a melody on that too. It didn't work very well.
...Screw that, it didn't work at all. I sounded so funny everyone was cracking up, and by the end, when I started waving my arms around and doing a fake opera voice vibrato and a big glushy glissando, people were about roaring with laughter, and so was I. It was soooo funny! I was laughing all the way into the parking lot! Hey, I might have screwed up royally, but at least I have the guts to do it! Ohhh! Maybe a talent scout in the audience saw me and was so impressed by my improvising that they are even now preparing to take me off to Hollywood to make me a celebrity! Woooo! ♥ I'mma be famous!
... Although maybe I should learn Climb Every Mountain first.... ya think?
A cute boy who sang in the program and was sitting at the back smiled shyly and nodded to me on the way out. He must have been blown away by my fantabulous singing skills! Or maybe he was blown away by my fantabulous boobs. Either way, he seemed quite impressed.
It's still raining. I'm soooo happy! For someone with as sunny a personality as me, I sure do love rain. I think it's because, as Orihime said in a Bleach episode, it "connects the world together, like the sky and the earth getting connected even though they're usually seperate." Although I don't think she said it like that.
... I'm learning my life lessons from manga. Lovely. (Mostly Fruits Basket, though.)
Great, it's time for me to practice. Ohhhh well, at least I can finish that song I started. I'mma call it Frozen I think. (even though I always wait until I finish them to name them). Isn't that a cool name? Yay! Although I don't really like the song itself. It's very whiny. But when I feel sad or anything, it helps to write songs about it, even if I don't sing them, although I usually do end up singing them, cause I always need slow songs. Or it could be fast. Hmmmm.... should I rap it?
Zac thinks I'm good at rapping.
Ehhh, his actual words were, "Jasmine, did you know you're better at rapping than singing?" pssshhhh, what a jerk. Although he said in his diary (I KNOW I was snooping and that's wrong, but I saw an entry about me and I couldn't help reading it!) that some of my songs are "actually pretty clever" and "Jas is a good rapper too." (Think M.I.A or Lil Mama, not Missy Elliot or Snoop Dog) He also said that "I don't think Jade is a good influence for Jas. Her self-esteem, smartness is dropping every day, and Mom worries that she won't have good work ethics in high school." (At least I THINK he said that. He uses some sort of weird short hand that is impossible for the average lay-woman to read.) WELL! Excuse ME! So my smartness is getting lower each DAY, is it! Just for that, I do more math than ever. Sometimes an hour. But I don't tell mom, as I want her to think I'm a heckuva lot stupider and irresponsibler than I actually am. So, when I do laundry or dishes or anything, I keep it between my closed lippies! Important!
Oh, uh, what was I saying? Huh. It's just that the stupid babyshitters are here, (why the heck?) working out in the garage, and it's kind of making it hard to think what with all the grunting and gasping and shouts of "AHH! WORK that gluteus-maximus! OOOHH!" (why one should be working one's posterior is beyond me. Maybe for greater facility in grasping while making out.)
What WAS I saying??
Oh well. it's irrelevant now, because I have to go practice. CRUD.

xoxoxo~♥~