(she probably will improve her spelling)

Not Me

When you look at me, I think of star’s shining
Bright stars cuse you think of me as Miss Pritty
Well that’s not me its just not me
So now you know_________its not me its not me
When you do it again just know that you’ll get
Punished for doing nothing but strangle my life.
Baby oh yha yha baby oh yha
(beat) baby. Its not me
‘Jazz

She and her friends are putting together a band. She’s been on the phone all afternoon working deals…who is going to do what. Initially they wanted to have try outs but I suggested that possible all who want to should be apart of the band. I’m not sure what the final outcome is.

This girl is going to be dangerous as a teenager.

(Before I could post this, she came in for more paper…lists of things to do/duties to perform/songs to write you know…and said starting a band is sure hard, especially when you are only in third grade…she kills me.)