February 06, 2002 - 9.11 pm
I've turned old! It's barely after 9 and I'm yawning and streching and getting ready for bed. Sleeepy time.
I had a fun night with Laine and Helen last night. We went to Dennys, and joked with the very nice waiter about minoring in Dennys'. :) I think that's a great line for a story or something. It's fun to go out and spread out homework all over the table and work some and talk some. I always laugh a lot.
Tonight I went to Humanities Club with them and then Laine and I tried to donate blood. But Bonfils was closed. Which I totally don't understand because I talked to someone on the phone today and she assured me they could take us as walk-in but noooooooo. They were closed. After much growling on my part, we drove home, and Laine invited me out to dinner with her and her boyfriend Ben and I think my no was a little too immediate and too emphatic. I didn't mean to offend her, I just think maybe I did. But for a single person, such as myself it SUCKS ASS to go out with a couple. You think "Oh, this is going to be fine. We're all friends. It'll be fine." But nooo. It's not fine. The term third wheel? It was invented for a reason. You get there and they're all cute and couple-y and the third wheel spends a lot of time glancing around at other people, examining her menu/fingernails/purse/whatever, because it's not fun to watch your friend nuzzling noses and calling her boyfriend "honey" while you sit on your own side of the table, trying to convince yourself that you are NOT worthless or a loser or whatever because everyone in the world is half of a pair and you are the last single person/virgin in the entire world. Because as happy as you are for them, and you are, you really really are, you hate being the last single person on earth. You're SICK of watching people kiss on the bus, you think if your roommate's boyfriend shows up one more time you'll vomit. And I've done that. Gone out with couples. NEVER AGAIN. Just say no. But I'm afraid I offended Laine. So, I'm sort of fretting.
But. Enough. To bed.
Emily
