This is my tribute to Adam Sandler.
Not an original song, by the way.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
This one is for Joe.
When was the first time that we met
I can’t remember
All that I know is you’ve
Had me since September
Oh I want you to know
When I came to your first show
I was hooked from the start
You began playing your music
And I swear you took my heart
Oh I think you should know
Every time you look into my eyes
I get a feeling I can’t describe
What have you done to my mind
You’re just one of a kind
I’m sick and tired of having this
Argument about totally awesomeness
No matter how good you think I am
In my mind you’re always better
Oh No
Never in my life have I met someone like you
I’m quite fond of you
And I think you’re quite fond of me too
When was the first time we met
I think I remember
Oh...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
A Love Song...How Ironic?
So, me being a girl with lots and lots of emotions. I wrote a love song. I couldn't contain myself.
Have fun.
I kind of have some vocal spazzes...but that's just because I'm a terrible singer. :)
Oh and I'm all for the non gender love songs. So a girl or a guy could sing this I guess. It depends.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Me, attempting to be cool like Joe
So this is me sucking at the piano.
The sound quality is pretty darn awful, my piano is 20 years out of tune,
and on top of that, I butcher this song like nobody's business.
Enjoy :)
(If your wondering why the last note doesn't sound right, it's because I messed up.)
I've played this song 10 times better, I'm just too lazy to even try to re-record it.
The sound quality is pretty darn awful, my piano is 20 years out of tune,
and on top of that, I butcher this song like nobody's business.
Enjoy :)
(If your wondering why the last note doesn't sound right, it's because I messed up.)
I've played this song 10 times better, I'm just too lazy to even try to re-record it.
Monday, September 28, 2009
This One is for Mrs. B
Hey Mrs. B. How's it going? I just wanted to let you know that you're my favorite...always. We still need to talk about this past weekend. Maybe after school, I don't know. Oh and I promise that if you let us go in the tent for writing, we would never disrupt your class. =] My mom won't let us go in there though.
I still haven't written something extremely awesome about you yet (the whole yearbook situation) and I feel really bad about it. I just feel afraid that I won't be able to write as much as I want to. I'll get around to it though; just you wait.
I have to come back to this because there's an interesting conversation going on between Thoe and my mom.
I still haven't written something extremely awesome about you yet (the whole yearbook situation) and I feel really bad about it. I just feel afraid that I won't be able to write as much as I want to. I'll get around to it though; just you wait.
I have to come back to this because there's an interesting conversation going on between Thoe and my mom.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
America's Best Dance Crew
I'm sitting in a corner of the DC watching Theo's computer. We're supposed to do a dance assignment for our class and it involves watching an episode of ABDC and evaluating the dance. To be more specific, we're supposed to watch three dances and describe what they're doing in those dances. I'm not quite sure on the details, but I haven't had the chance to complete the assignment yet.
I have a question for you people; what do you think about socialized health care? I feel that here in the U.S. we should socialize it. Because, think about it. Would you rather spend thousands of dollars on a surgery or pay taxes that are just a little bit higher than they are now. I don't know how much they would raise the taxes, but it couldn't be as bad as what it costs to go to the doctor now.
I'll have to think more about it and get back to you all later.
I have a question for you people; what do you think about socialized health care? I feel that here in the U.S. we should socialize it. Because, think about it. Would you rather spend thousands of dollars on a surgery or pay taxes that are just a little bit higher than they are now. I don't know how much they would raise the taxes, but it couldn't be as bad as what it costs to go to the doctor now.
I'll have to think more about it and get back to you all later.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Parents' Day
Today at our school, it is parents' day. All the parents of our 18 students have come and visited. It's been chaotic at sometimes, but overall I think it's gone pretty well. The parents seem like they're enjoying themselves; they really get to see how unique our classes are. We went outside for Spanish and walked to the Mudhouse....(I'm not going anywhere with this)
On brighter subjects, but not really brighter because I'm just going to ramble...idk.
Have you ever noticed that D minor is a very sad chord. It's the saddest most depressing most angry chord there is...on any instrument. Like other minor chords are sad, but D minor is the worst.
Now I'm going to say something that was said during our jam sessions at school.
"E minor me,"
"F-in G,"
"Makin' F up in C,"
"I will F,"
By the way, I love Mrs. Bowerman. She's the best teacher in the world. Did you know that when you call her, it says "please wait for the call to be recieved," (or something like that) and it plays "With or Without You," by U2?
On brighter subjects, but not really brighter because I'm just going to ramble...idk.
Have you ever noticed that D minor is a very sad chord. It's the saddest most depressing most angry chord there is...on any instrument. Like other minor chords are sad, but D minor is the worst.
Now I'm going to say something that was said during our jam sessions at school.
"E minor me,"
"F-in G,"
"Makin' F up in C,"
"I will F,"
By the way, I love Mrs. Bowerman. She's the best teacher in the world. Did you know that when you call her, it says "please wait for the call to be recieved," (or something like that) and it plays "With or Without You," by U2?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Mrs. Bowerman...gone!
Mrs. B was sick today with who knows what. Let's hope it isn't swine flu. Now we're skyping during writing class. Theo and me, not Mrs. Bowerman and me. It's pretty cool. Over the weekend I had a black girl stay at my house, her name is Kalen. Actually I didn't invite her, she invited herself, but whatever it wasn't too bad. She was texting all weekend. Tonight I have Alice rehearsals at 7. It's gonna suck because I'm hoarse from singing two hours yesterday in the cold windy air.
Adios
A.J.
Adios
A.J.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Right now...
I'm sitting in one of our classrooms at the Summit thinking about something to write for our assigned blog and I'm considering writing about nothing. But...Theo inspired me to write in gibberish.
Hathagay yathagew, ithagie knathago yathagew hathagad athaga bathagad dathagay.
Hathagay yathagew, ithagie knathago yathagew hathagad athaga bathagad dathagay.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Lunch- Aug 26th, 2009
I cannot describe to you the brilliance that is The Summit Prep School. If you ever once thought our school was a traditional school with traditional boring teachers, you were so wrong.
This is how lunch went down today...
We have about an hour for lunch and everyday we get food catered in from local downtown restaurants. So..we all ate for about thirty minutes and then we heard. "All right, who's ready to jam?" my math teacher, Mrs. Bowerman said enthusiastically, holding her ukulele. It was fantastic.
We all spilled out of the Discovery Center, into the park and sat in a circle on a patch of grass. Mrs. Bowerman, me, and another student named Joe (who's apart of The Scribbles) all played our ukuleles while our Science teacher, Mrs. Stroup played the tambourine. Joe played his song from The Scribbles, "The Robot Song" and it was utterly amazing. Then, I taught them a song called "You and I," by Ingrid Michaelson. It was so much fun.
So, before you begin to think we're a normal school...think again.
This is how lunch went down today...
We have about an hour for lunch and everyday we get food catered in from local downtown restaurants. So..we all ate for about thirty minutes and then we heard. "All right, who's ready to jam?" my math teacher, Mrs. Bowerman said enthusiastically, holding her ukulele. It was fantastic.
We all spilled out of the Discovery Center, into the park and sat in a circle on a patch of grass. Mrs. Bowerman, me, and another student named Joe (who's apart of The Scribbles) all played our ukuleles while our Science teacher, Mrs. Stroup played the tambourine. Joe played his song from The Scribbles, "The Robot Song" and it was utterly amazing. Then, I taught them a song called "You and I," by Ingrid Michaelson. It was so much fun.
So, before you begin to think we're a normal school...think again.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Fourth Day
Having class at the Discovery Center is an odd experience. There are so many things going on at once. Class is never in the same place and the exhibits in the museum have also become our classrooms. I think it is quite interesting...apart of it reminds me of home, or a family. Noise, the constant energy, the never slowing down. It's really like being a part of a big family...while learning.
We've been in school for about four days now and it still doesn't seem like I'm in school. I guess I'll see when it really starts to kick in.
We've been in school for about four days now and it still doesn't seem like I'm in school. I guess I'll see when it really starts to kick in.
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