moozic

[roseymposey]

Just got back from a Jazz+Improvization evening thing with this bloke who’s played on the Big breakfast, Johnny Vaughn Tonight, and loadsa shows. I really didn’t wanna go, but my mum had already invited Molly. I think Molly wasnted to play there, but wouldn’t unless I did, but I didn’t want to. Boo. SO, neither of us played, but we wouldn’t have had to have played on our own anyway, until the competition. We left before most people had played. Me and Molly played on the flutes and piccolo in the shop. There was a flute with holes in (I want one!) and a gold one. Ooooh! The bloke (dunno his name) had a long, gold flute. V. cool. And a normal one, a clarinet, an alto sax, a tenor sax and a really long silver and black sax/clarinet thingy. He is the spokesman or something for yamaha and has the bestest instruments. Yes. He was playing with a bloke named Harry on the piano. It was all v. funky + groovy. Excellent performers. Then he was teaching everyone the blues scale and how to improvize. The competition was for a £50 voucher for one man band, for the most creative impro. And me, molly and me dad got a 15% off voucher for going (even though we left early!)

I skived again today. I thought I’d get more psychology coursework done here, but I soon realized that I couldn’t really do any. I really should have gone. I can’t do any of the statistics etc. my coursework is gonna suck ass. And I have to get an A in it to have any chance of getting an A overall, especially since I can no longer do the resit. Hmm.

Emma phoned this morning and told me how she had been up in the night with Bertie, because he had been shaking violently for about an hour. But he seemed alright today. Apart from eating me. Heh heh.

I’m hungry.