Ugh, I have to go back to school today; well I guess I had better get over the torture today seeing, as it is my last day of school…

I was walking down the street that lead straight to my school, when I ran into Jason!

"So you ditched our date!"

No I did not ditch our date I fell asleep!

"Then why did you're mom say that you went out to some party with your friends!"

That is just her way of telling people to get lost because she does not want them to wake me up, plus I had some unexpected things come up…

"Oh well then we still need to reschedule our date then!"

Whatever, can we talk about it later I really need to get to school, so I can get it all over with!

"Okay see you after school JD!"

~at the school in music class~

All right class, time to take your seats!

It's time to come up and sing a song that you either wrote yourself or your favorite song either one is fine by me!

Mitch please do your song

Whistle: Flo rida

you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Here we go
(Look) I'm betting you like people And I'm betting you love freak mode And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls And stroke your little ego I bet you I'm guilty your honor That's just how we live in my genre Who in the hell done paved the road wider? There's only one flo, and one rida I'm a damn shame Order more champagne, pull a damn hamstring Tryna put it on ya Bet your lips spin back around corner Slow it down baby take a little longer
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby Whistle baby, whistle baby Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
It's like everywhere I go My whistle ready to blow Shorty don't leave a note She can get any by the low Told me she not approved It's okay, it's under control Show me soprano, 'cause girl you can handle Baby we start snagging, you come up in part clothes Girl I'm losing wing, my Bugatti the same road Show me your perfect pitch, you got it my banjo Talented with your lips, like you blew out a candle So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it Even if it no picture, never lose it
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby
Go girl you can twerk it Let me see you whistle while you work it I'm ma lay it back, don't stop it 'Cause I love it how you drop it, drop it, drop it on me Now, Shawty let that whistle blow Yeah, baby let that whistle blow
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Let me know Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it And we start real slow You just put your lips together And you come real close Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby Here we go
Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whi-whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby, Whistle baby, whistle baby

Okay that was very good!

Anna please do your song!

Safe and sound: Taylor swift

I remember tears streaming down your face When I said, I'll never let you go When all those shadows almost killed your light I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
Just close your eyes The sun is going down You'll be alright No one can hurt you now Come morning light You and I'll be safe and sound
Don't you dare look out your window darling Everything's on fire The war outside our door keeps raging on Hold onto this lullaby Even when the music's gone
Just close your eyes The sun is going down You'll be alright No one can hurt you now Come morning light You and I'll be safe and sound
Just close your eyes You'll be alright Come morning light, You and I'll be safe and sound... Oooooo, OoooOooo, Oooooo, OoooOooo, Oooooo, OoooOooo, Oooooo, OoooOooo, Oooooo, OoooOooo, Oooooo, OoooOooo...

Nice job Anna!

Blake and Carrie

Whiskey lullaby: Brad Paisley

put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until' the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said, "I'll love her till I die" And when we buried him beneath the willow The Angels sang a whiskey lullaby
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until' the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away his memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength she had to get up off her knees We found her with her face down in the pillow Clinging to his picture for dear life We laid her next to him beneath the willow While the Angels sang a whiskey lullaby
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa

you're doing a very good job!

Jersey please do your song, this one will be the last one okay class!

Monologue song: Taylor Swift

like glitter and sparkly dresses But I'm not gonna talk about that In my monologue I like baking and things that smell like winter But I'm not gonna talk about that In my monologue
La la la, La la la
I like writing songs about douche-bags who cheat on me But I'm not gonna say that In my monologue I like writing their names into songs So that they're ashamed to go in public But I'm not gonna say that In my monologue
La la, La la la la la This is my musical monologue!
You might think I'd bring up Joe That guy who broke up with me on the phone But I'm not gonna mention him *rolls eyes* In my monologue [Spoken:] Hey Joe, I'm doing real well Tonight I'm hosting SNL [Sings:] But I'm not gonna write about that In my monologue
La la la, ha ha ha Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, la la la
And if you're wondering if I might Be dating the werewolf from Twilight [mouths: "Hi Taylor!" giving a little wave and blows a kiss into the camera and a wink] I'm not gonna comment on that In my monologue
La la, La la la la la This is my musical monologue
[looks around]
You might be expecting me to say Something bad about Kanye And how he ran up on the stage And ruined my VMA monologue [Breathes and sighs...smiles]
But there's nothing more to say Cause every thing's okay I've got security lining the stage
It's my SNL monologue La la, La la la la la This is my SNL monologue
La la, La la la la la That was my SNL monologue

~later that day at the graduation ceremony~

"Oh my gosh, like Jersey I can believe that they chose you out of everyone, good luck giving you're speech Jersey!" said Erica

"Congrats Jersey you get to give the speech to everyone!" Said Faith

" Hope you add a little joke in the speech JD!" said Jessie

Well it is time for my speech

"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our answers were thing like astronaut, president, or in my case… princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered – rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love – a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."

Speech goes to its original owner!

J-swift