OK! I thought it'd be important to tell all of you that I'm in a great mood right now. I had one of the best days of my life yesterday, despite the fatigue I experienced. I won't go into the details, but you can read about it in Trevor Wong's blog, so I suggest you look there. I also had the best meatball marinara sandwich of my life. I second the notion that Jacob Youngberg is a sandwich artist, he really is. I happened to enjoy the footlong sandwich for probably over a half an hour (yeah, I'm a slow eater by comparison with my friends). But if you are further curious about my day, check out Trevor's blog, because we all hung (hanged?) out for most of the day.
Anyway, this wouldn't be my blog unless I offered some enlightening ramblings. I'm still in a great mood, but I wasn't last monday, and I never really got the chance to talk about what went through my mind while I was at Applebee's.
On monday night, after a Portland to Coast Relay team meeting, our group went out to Applebee's. I wasn't hungry, so I was a little hesistant to go, but I ended up going anyway, figuring that it'd be a lot of fun. Wow, was I wrong about that notion. I don't know if the other person I was with, whom I gave rides to and from the meeting, felt the same way, but I happened to feel completely separated from the group. Here's how separated I felt: The waiter came by to take orders for our drinks, and I said in a mock adult voice, intentionally joking and trying to sound ridiculous, "I'd like the Mango Main Street Rita please." Instead of laughing, which is what I was trying to derive from him, he sharply replied, "Can I see your ID?" in which I immediately replied with a laugh and said "Ahhhhh, I'm just kidding, I'd just like water :)". He further added, "You didn't think I'd ask you that, did you?" Ok, I'll be honest, after he said that, I was PISSED off. I've been there before when my friend has tried to order an alcoholic beverage just joking around and the waiters or usually waitresses will just laugh. Anyway, back to the whole existential alienation thing, only the guy who I had been giving rides knew I tried to order that. He thought it was funny, but no one else even cared I was there. The girl I was sitting right next to didn't engage in conversation with me, or even know I tried to order an alcoholic beverage. At that point, I was pretty depressed, only to be further blown. No one did anything to offend me, but I just got to thinking about things, and stuff really bothered me.
So, I noticed that these two girls who happened to go to my school, who are now sophomores, were there. I'm not going to lie, they are cute girls. However, they know they are cute, and don't have a problem with flaunting it around. These girls were free-loading around together, and they happened to see some guys there that they knew they'd be able to join in with because they are so good-looking... (insert vomiting sounds here). One of the guys is my age and one is a year older. They both happen to be nice guys. The older one ran cross country with me one year. However, when the girls joined in with them, they became real A-holes. That effect depresses me so much. I hate the fronts that people put on when trying to impress others. Since when was being a jerk a turn-on? They weren't bad-mouthing me or anything, but instead were completely uncordial when I told them to have a good night as I exited the building. These fronts don't always appear when one is trying to impress the opposite sex, it often happens when certain people are around other certain people. I have a friend who changed schools because of the number of people who change when surrounded by certain "friends." I greatly respect this friend of mine, and am thoroughly disgusted by this behavior myself.
This isn't to say that I dislike girls or preppy girls for that matter. I'm friends with many girls that are some of the coolest people I know. It's the specific group that think they're amazing because of there good-looks and in turn are very skankwhorish. I think that that concludes my thoughts on this subject.
Finally, something on a lighter note, I'm super excited to The Dark Knight tonight. I'm going to go with some friends and my family and we'll also go to dinner too. I've had a surprisingly great last week, in spite of my inability to run. It's kinda nice to have a vacation from running. Training 44 weeks of the year, 6 days a week really takes it out of you.
By the way, my song of the week would definitely be Exo-Politics by Muse. Check it out.
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Wow, I bet that waiter might have been the same jerk waiter I had a few months back. They've really gone down hill on the friendliness there.
Skankwhore is that the word? Because it's great. And to me, being a jerk is a HUGE turn on. Aww yeah.
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