I hate it when this jolly blog thing doesn’t work! YOU BETTER READ ME!

Yeah, that’s right! You heard me! It doesn’t work sometimes and it is bloomin annoying when it happens. Well... I think I should calm down now *closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and thinks of chocolate* Hmmmm, that’s better! Now all tonight I have been doin my study note for TEE English (I’m a good girl) and I have been listening to my jazz songs on my MP3. I recorded some soloists when I went to the jazz camp thingo. And I have been thoroughly enjoying myself... I am still listening to it. So What by Miles Davis. Improvisation is so soothing at times... except when it’s those really fast jazz songs with the annoying time signatures like 6-8. But anywho, I am going to that really pretty cathedral tomoro for the rehearsal of the graduation for this Friday. The school has asked me to play a solo. Called The Prince of Denmark’s March. Really pretty piece, one of which I am just gonna hammer on my trumpet in the cathedral. The cathedral just carries the sound and you can actually hear it bouncing off of the walls and down into the crowd. It is such a beautiful sound too. Very nice piece. I am glad I am going to perform as it is my sisters’ graduation and yeah, it is an honour really. And being that it is my principals’ last graduation it would be nice for me to play. Because he’s the one who had given me the scholarship at school for my music lessons. Well anyway. And tomoro for community service I am going to an old folks home. Which will be very interesting indeed. Me and my mate wanted to go to the old home to see if we could learn about their point of view of the war. Yes I am a war person, not that I like people dieing, its just that history interests me. So yes. And community service also means missing out on sport. Which is totally AWESOME! My mate and I used to just sit down in the middle of the courts and just chat, and sing Disney classics. Hehehe. What about our marks you may ask? Well who really gives a rats bottom about sports marks?! (Ew... a rats bottom... gross...HAHAHa!) Oh man that was really grotty! Ew mental pictures! GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Ok I am totally freaked out now. I can just see a line of rats standing on their hind legs and sticking out their butts like sarah marie to the song “I see you baby, shaking that bottom... shakin that bottom... shakin that bottom... all right don’t touch me!” Gah! I really crack myself up... and I am not even funny. Oh the shame. Well enough about rats bottoms, geeze Michael, anyone would think you were obsessed with rats bottoms. (I think Michael needs help... yeah you know who you are...) ok I think Michael is probably really freaked out right now... Well join the club! Sorry Michael... Whats a bet he doesn’t even read my blog... OH THE SHAME OF BEING DIANA LEE! OH THE SHAME.... Can anybody tell that I am seriously bored?!? Ok well I think that this blog is getting worse than my friends whose name is KELSEY! Seriously her blog is so disturbing... but I think that’s just mostly because its her blog. HAHA! Oh you know you love me Kelsey... cause I am just so lovable that everyone... well everyone... ok nobody likes me and I am a complete loner... :( Oh the shame... Oh well I will just live happily on with my jazz and dance like nobody is watching... cause nobody is because I am a loner... and I will live in a house with cactus plants... I like cactus plants...and I will sing Soly Sombre and The Rhythm by Cat Empire because they TOTALLY rock my socks OFF! My house will be in Italy, and it will be blue... with a huge fridge and a cappuccino machine in the kitchen... and a life time supply of Vittoria and Dome coffee beans... I will have a poster bed with green and gold satin and a gentle breeze which will continually bring in the smells of Italy... and spices... and everyday my servants will fill my bath with water that smells of elegance... with rose petals ... and candles burning brightly beside me... be it day or night, hot or cold, my bath will be ready... my wardrobe will be full of long suave dresses, black, green and blues... I will have long wavy black hair... and if I want it I will call on my Italian Stallion to whip me up a treat in the kitchen... which will be caramel supremes and mint icecreams and those icecreams that are peaches... if I want to leave my purely divine house I will leave in a stretch limo... of course my parents and grandparents and brother and sister are always welcome to live in my home or the granny flats of my home... my house looks over the sparkling blue Italian beaches... I will have a jazz café, which will be open for the many university students to enjoy (that really is a dream of mine)... and then I will grow old in peace and serenity, and being at one with God. Wow... how cool would that life be? Of course I wouldn’t want to be a loner... where did I get that from? What a bet no one is gonna read this... maybe that’s a good thing... Well I think I will let you decide... bye!