Today is my birthday.
Happy birthday! I'm no longer a teenager, which makes me sad. What's worse, I'm an adult without a driver's license. Shame on me.
So, on a whim (or maybe it was planned, nobody tells me these things), my friends and I went to Playland today. For those of you who are not from the Lower Mainland, Playland is an amusement park. One of its main attractions is the "flume ride", where visitors sit in simulated logs which run on tracks immersed in water. Essentially, the point is to...well I guess the point is to get wet but everyone makes a show of not getting wet.
Because of physics and the angle at which the logs enter the water at the bottom of the slide, whoever sits in the front of the log would suffer the most (needless to say, the heavier you are, the bigger the spash you'll make, etc.). The discussion regarding who sat where went like this:
Girl 1: Shotty back!
Girl 2: Shotty middle!
Me: ...shit.
So everyone (except me) was happy with the seating arrangements, and we settled down into our seats. Then, disaster struck.
A fat caucasian couple sat down in front of us. As a result, everyone was soaked :/
Later on, during dinner, after the server was informed that it was my birthday, he asks me, totally out of the blue:
Server: Is one of these girls your girlfriend?
Me: *shifty eyes* NO.
Several minutes pass.
Server: So, is your girlfriend not here?
Me: ........I don't have a girlfriend.
Maybe I'm so irresistable that it was unimaginable that I, of all people, would be single.
Oh, and we saw the Japanese Emperor's motorcade after we exited the restaurant. Arigatou gozaimasu~
Sunday, July 12, 2009
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