Why do I alway end up feeling like a bitch when I even -think- about venting my feelings? -sigh- I'm not a bitch. It's just the way I feel about some things. I suppose I should explain.
We started summer band today. Fun. heh, not. It turns out that there's a guy interested in doing a documentary on Texas bands, so they sent a camera man to our school. He'll be taping us for the next few weeks. The thing is, we're going to be on camera looking all sweaty, gross, and completely exhausted. It's my big screen debut, and already the makeup department isn't doing their job! ;) There was one point during practice where we had to stand at attention for about two minutes, without moving. The camera guy stops right in front of me, and tapes me the entire time. Of course, the band director is yelling, "Stay at attention! Don't move!" So I'm standing there, trying desperately to ignore the camera in my face, attempting to remain as impassive as possible. Finally, we're allowed to relax, and the guy moves off down the line to tape someone else. -shakes her head- I can't say that I didn't enjoy it, though. Honestly, it felt pretty awesome to be in front of the camera, being video taped like that. I wish I would have been better looking at the moment, but... -shrugs- What can you do? All I know is that it's definately something I could get used to. I felt almost.. comfortable in being taped, despite the fact that my legs were aching, and I had to struggle to keep my balance. Anyway, moving on...
Since he's in band, Nick was there, too. This is where I become the bitchy girlfriend. He didn't talk to me at all! Not once. -sniffles- I don't get it. There wasn't much time to talk to people, but he could have easily spoken to me at lunch, or after band was over. I just don't get it. I know I'm probably getting all... concerned over absolutely nothing, but I can't help the way I feel. Why does it even matter to me? I shouldn't fucking care. He's just a guy. Whatever.
I guess that's it for right now. I need to get some sleep; I have to get up early tommorow morning. Another thrilling day of summer band. I'll probably write another entry sometime in the near future.