2 April 2002
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the aftertaste - 9:10 p.m.
I think I lost at least five pounds today. We ate at Oriental Buffet for lunch, where I ate me!!! It was some sort of ginger stuff, according to the sign. Of course, I'm paranoid about it, so I just got a little piece. It looked like ham--that's how pink it was. I took a bite. It actually tasted okay! I thought. But then I got this really bad aftertaste...
UGH!
It makes me think. Now that I know sushi leaves a bad aftertaste, am I like that, too? Does my nickname reflect some aspect of my personality? Maybe it does. Maybe that is what composes my Antisocial side. People meet me, and at first I seem like a perfectly nice person. A sweetie, even. (Aww...) But later people find out that I'm "smart" and that I love to write and that I don't really trust people. Ewww...aftertaste! So they ditch me. I remember my futile attempts to make new friends in elementary school. Since I was usually the outsider even then, I tried to become friends with the new kids. I mean, it seems easier than befriending these people who are already settled in their cliques and don't want any "uncool" people there. I would invite them to sit by me at lunch or something simple like that. Fine, they would take me up on the invitation...for a few days. But if they had that "popular potential", and if the popular people saw it...well, if the populars spoke up, I was considered ditched. Again.
Until they're stuck on some sort of problem in class and they call me over there to help them. *Ancient Greek: What's the answer to number eight? I don't know what they're going to do when I'm not around to give them answers.* Plus, they don't think I'm bright enough to figure that part out. Ah, but I am. I played stupid even back then, just not as obviously and/or openly.
And how did I know that??
It's the same way as analysing *I love how the British spell* a piece of literature: taking it apart and looking at each individual element. It's like the English teachers teach. (Especially Mrs. C, but trust me--she has helped me a lot!) It's application. How can I use this in real life, outside the classroom? The words and actions of others are just yet another piece of literature--but whether they're written down or not depends on you. They could be considered as just that, simply because someone can write them down.