Worthiness 8/31/2001
I had my first religious recitation class today. It was pretty interesting, and some of the people got into some fairly heated discussions. My TA, an Oriental woman who speaks limited English, says everything twice. Literally. She's her own echo.
While we were waiting for the class, some brunette comes up to me and says, "I like your shirt. It's cute." Slightly confused (people normally just don't come up and start talking to me), I just smiled and said, "Thanks." I sat next to a blonde who introduced herself as Lindsey. I found out that the brunette girl's name was Erica. Both are Jewish. The three of us talked a little during class. After class, I walked back with them to the dorms. They both live in the same dorm, but in different wings than me. We stopped by the mailboxes when Lindsey asks Erica, "Do you want to come to services tonight with me?" Rather hurt, I just stood with them, kind of hoping she was also extending the invitation to me. They were looking at each other though. When Erica asked for Lindsey's phone number, I left. How can one person ask another to hang out with her, when knowingly, both know there is a third nearby? I should've said something like, "Hey, I'm planning to go to services too, mind if I come along?" I didn't though. For once, it would be so nice if someone would ask me.
I don't understand people. If I were in a group of three, I wouldn't just ask one and not the other. I really thought I was making friends with these people. How do people decide that one person is worthy of hanging out with them while the other is not? They both knew that I was reformed and that I was going to services tonight. On the way up the stairs, Lindsey was giving me directions on how to make a reservation with Hillel. (Hillel is the Jewish organization that holds the services). I'm thinking of stopping by the lobby at 5:30. I heard them saying that that's where they wanted to meet. I'll just walk up to them and be like, "Oh my roommate backed out at the last minute on going to services. Mind if I come along?" Then again, if I'm not wanted, I'm not wanted.
Rebecca is coming up to visit me next week. It'll feel a lot better to see a familiar face. Not to mention, hang out with someone that likes me...even if she is my sister.
Later
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