bopsterjazz

I had one! It was weird. . .

He was having this show at the local University (hey, Ke$ha did it, why not Mika? ) He was dressed like a sailor and for some reason I was there with a bunch of little kids and one of my friends. One of the kids had a mini toy organ and when you pressed the keys it sang Lollipop but with alterenate lyrics about the jungle.

Eventually the kids dissappeared, and I was left with this toy after the show. I helped pack up the chairs (which in that auditorium are bolted to the ground) and clear out the blow-ups and I showed Mika this toy. He was soooooo happy that someone used his (not really) song for their toy.

Somehow, I ended up on a street corner with one of my best friends who wouldn't stop talking about the show and she sent for a cab. But the cab was a plumber's truck and he had a bunch of hoses in the back. So he took them out and said it smells bad back there. and I thought we were supposed to sit back there but he had magical seats where we could sit. Then we drove through a park and I waved goodbye to Mika and my alarm went off.

^ Yes! Just Yes! . . . yes.

I feel like midnight is a good time to start playing the trumpet. Too bad my neighbors don't agree.

The word Moog.

Say it with me now, Mooooooooooog.

Moog.

MOOG.

MOOOOOOOOG!

I don't know. . . but the lyrics go:

"She do the boogie,

she do the two snake boogie,

she do the boogie all night long,

Blow your top."

Yeah. . . .I don't know.

Walk This Way--RUN DMC and Aerosmith

Member of our school Jazz Band, Nick, to another, Chancy.

Nick: I want your bod. . . in my bed.

Chancy: What? I thought you were all about the ladies!

Nick: So did I, but I want you.

Chancy: No! I'm more of a trumpet guy.

Nick: Well I'm more of a sax guy.

Chancy: Well, I wanna divorce!

Nick: Hold on, I'll have to ask, Bailey. (to me) Can we get a divorce?

Me: Why?

Nick: Well, you're kinda draggin me down, and I can't be in 5 relationships, I need Chancy.

Me: 5?!?! Who else are you married to?

Nick: Just you, honey.

Me: Liar! I wanna divorce!

Nick: YES! Can I have you now Chancy?

Chancy: No.

The Oscars

The Backdoor To Enlightenment

It's kind of a self-help book mixed with a mystery story. It's not just for Buddhists or people who only like self help books. Its got a sort of tresure hunt in it. As the story unfolds so too does the book reveal "secrets" to living a happy, more fulfilled life.

(calls Mika)

Me: David Pietro?

Mika: Who?

Me: You?

Mika: No. I'm a British pop star, who appearantly you like to call.

Me: Oh. I was trying to talk to an amazing saxiphonist, not a pop-star. . . but maybe you can help me!

Mika: Maybe.

Me: Do you know anything about flutes?

Mika: Honey, I'm a singer. No flutes, just singing and piano tinkling.

Me: Oh, how about math?

Mika: Left school.

Me: So. . . no then?

Mika: Yeah.

Me: What's the square root of x tim--

Mika: I meant "yeah" meaning no!

Me: Oh, well, uh, bye then! (hangs up)

Mika: JOHNNNNNNNN Oi! How do we block people on this thing?!?!

I'm now obsessed with singer/songwriter Amos Lee.

Busy bees keep being busy.

Busy bees hide in the trees.

Busy bees buzzzzzz from tree to tree.

Busy bees make marvelous sounds.

We can't wait for the sounds of the busy bee.

It means spring has sprung, and the torturous wait is over.

-By the kid who's trapped in a class obsessed with poetry.

Very confused, yet hopeful.

ok, credits go to Ingie who gave me the idea:teehee: (shes amazing:mf_rosetinted:)

 

 

 

LOL!!!! MORE! Pwease? Pwetty pwease? With something you like on top?

(Calls Mika)

Me: OMG Justin Bieber got a haircut!

Mika: He didn't get a haircut?

Me: How do you know?

Mika: I know him. . . that kid's annoying.

Me: Indeed he is, but how did he not cut his hair?

Mika: He dyed it invisible.

Me: OOOOOOh!

Mika: Yeah.

Me: I should really go.

Mika: Yeah I should too, I've got 50 calls waiting. . .

Me: Oh, the life of a pop star. I'm stuck doing homework. . .

Mika: Lets not end unhappy! OMG Justin Beiber!

Me: OMG Justin Beiber! Blech!

Refreshed, and I'm pretty sure I'm in love with naps. Especially after waking up a 4 am to be in Phoenix by 9. Twas sooooooo fun....If you don't need to shovel snow at that ungodly hour, I suggest you dont. Same goes for driving in the icy morning.

(to no one in particular)

Friend 1: We wanted to start the greatest band in the world.

Friend 2: Sexy Jesus!

Friend 1: But we needed more members.

Friend 2: Sexy Jesus!!

Friend 1: So we called up Jesse.

Friend 2: Sexy Jesus!!!

Friend 1: That's when we became:

Friend 2: SEXY JESUS!!!!

Dont you want me baby--Glee

Calm Down--Nat Wolff

The Ice Caps Are Melting--Tiny Tim

I think HE would probably state it...

probably on twitter. . . and in a very excited manner!

Kids don't stand a chance in my pants!

Poetic:

"Be yourself, be yourself!"

they say.

But they set all these rules.

They won't let me be me.

A monkey free in the tree.

They make me fall down,

down

down to the ground.

Who wants a monkey around

who's fallen to the ground?

Not they.

I'd say.

Not they.

zuleika

haha We know too much! and by we I mean you.

"What makes me so diff-er-ent?

The insides work the same."