is it the weekend yet?

Is it the weekend yet?

I think I ask that every Monday or Tuesday. But this weekend is shaping up to be really fun. Well, mostly fun. Friday night is Midnight Madness, which will be exciting at first, and then after an hour or two, I'm sure it'll become really really boring. We meet at 9:30 (PM) and will probably not be done until 1-ish (AM). The first major pep band event of the year though. Woohoo! Saturday is the flute dinner... more bonding with the flute section. Always enjoyable. And then after that, we're celebrating my roommate's birthday (which on Sunday, but we can't celebrate properly on a Sunday). And Sunday is the band concert. :cringe: My debut as piccolo player. And it's going to be on a DVD. :bigger cringe: I'm sure I'll be fine... but why does the DVD have to be made for my first concert on picc?

More about that DVD... it's for this composer, Goldman, who composed a bunch of marches. We're playing a few of them. And for some reason, Marquette has been chosen to be the "sample band."

I'm really looking forward to having my nervous fidgeting on a DVD forever (I fidget like crazy when I'm nervous... I also shake profusely. It's a good time. Not).

But yeah, fun weekend. And then there are 3 days of classes after that and then fall break! Yay! I get to go home and see my family (including my dog, who I miss so much) and some friends (actually, probably just Tory. But that's cool. I love my sknank). And I'm going to go get my hair cut. It's getting long and my bangs are driving me nuts. And then I have to go into Hallmark and tell my manager when I can start work for Christmas break (it would be a good idea to find out when that is beforehand...).

So on Everwood, there is this new character, Hannah, who is painfully shy. She has a hard time talking to guys she likes. She reminds me of myself. A guy in one of my classes, who I think is cute, talks to me and I have a horrific time trying to talk to him back. The words just can't form coherent sentences in my head. And then I feel like I say stupid things. I probably don't... but he must think I'm some sort of crazy person. Which I am. But I don't like (all) cute boys to know that. The fact that I can't talk comfortably around this guy probably means I could never date him... not that it's likely to happen. And I'm not upset about that. Everyone should date people they are comfortable around... which is kind of a big "duh."

My webpage has been under construction for about a month. No, it's not taking a long time to do. I just don't have the motivation to get it all done. :sigh: One of these days...