Wow.
Holy wow.
Man, was last night weird or what?
Actually all of yesterday was weird.
So…
I thought like anything between Matt and I was over, even any possibility of us being band mates or something. Which, btw didn’t make me too upset, I was just kinda mad I couldn’t fulfill my life dream of being in a band.
But ANYWAY,
I’m just sitting in chorus minding my own business (after of course the compulsory “Hey Amanda, how’s it goin’?” “Hey Matt, pretty good.” ), when he’s like “Are you in JMG?”
Am I in JMG?!? (Jobs for Maine Grads. AKA The class people take if they don’t plan on going to college.)
Do I LOOK underprivileged to you?
“No.”
“Oh, well are you going to the induction ceremony tonight? I don’t know why you would, but me and Mike are gonna be playing for it. You should come see us.”
“Oh really, what time?”
“It’s at six.”
“Huh. Cool. I’ll see if I can make it.”
During the WHOLE conversation, John, Matt’s chorus buddy is standing (well, sitting if you want to get technical) behind him, like mouthing “Yeah! Yes! Go! Do it!” and doing thumbs up and basically convulsing and otherwise distracting me from what Matt’s saying, which leads me to believe that Matt was talking to him about it for some reason.
After chorus:
“So are you gonna come to the thing tonight?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna try if I can get gas money. What are you guys playing?”
“We dunno, but it’s gonna be sweet.” (Typical.) Then he goes back over to where John is (now) standing and starts talking to him. Wheird.
Anyways, I eventually convinced Jen to go with me so I wouldn’t have to be there all by myself.
So 6:00 rolls around and me and Jen are all situated and we take a look around and realize that this is a parent’s deal. And only a very few parents at that. Plus, come to find out, Matt isn’t even IN JMG. I kept asking myself “What am I DOING here?”
They did the one song and Jen and I sat through what was probably the most poorly rehearsed, BORING ceremony of our lives and it was over within 45 min. We found out there were free whoopee pies, so after we ran right out and got ourselves one. I hadn’t talked to Matt yet, and it sort of looked like I wasn’t going to. The douchebag didn’t even have the manners to come over and say hi, I was going to have to talk to him even though he invited me. But Jen eventually talked me into it and I went over to where Matt and Mike (and Mike’s little girlfriend. What is it with Mikes and pocket-sized skanky girls?) were hanging around (Matt was going at the guitar like crazy.) So I walk over and the following conversation ensued:
Me: Hey guys!
Mk&Mt: Hey!
Mt: Did you get here in time to hear the song?
(I’m thinking, what the hell? I thought he saw us walk in.)
Me: Yeah, I saw the whole thing. You guys are good!
Mt: It would have been better with you in it.
Mk: Yeah you should sing with us.
Me: (knowing nod to Mk) So you guys are doing harmony now huh?
Mt: Yeah a little (laugh from both.) We need to get together and jam.
Me: Yeah, definitely. Well, I got my whoopee pie, so I’m outta here. See you guys later.
Etc. etc. etc.
Yeah, it was weird, but nice and (mostly) un-awkward. It made me glad that I talked to them and therefore made the evening not a total waste.
And there’s a good 99.9999% chance that I’ll never ever be in that band.
Unless…
I tell them about the winter carnival talent show.
Which I might/will do.
Oh man, sucked back into the vacuum cleaner of boy issues. Fun times ahead.
And she has written far more than enough.
xxxxx <3
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