About Soft, Gooey Centers.

[this super-scrumptiously beautiful photo was stolen from this site: www.theunrealmeal.com]

I've always liked to think that people who have a tough exterior are secretly really kind (have a soft, gooey center, so to speak.) I've mostly thought this about "tough guys" and that's always been their appeal: to find the caramel filling, to be the only one to find it. That's why bad boys are so great, isn't it? They keep things interesting by presenting you with an unattainable goal. Sadly, I've been wrong a lot regarding the secret soft spot. It's probably been my fault, too - but today I was finally right! I met this guy at the BBQ at work who seemed like a total jerk. He kept making rude comments about me being American or saying other things just for the sake of the insult. I didn't believe that someone could be mean to me without knowing me so I messaged him with some sort of sarcastic comment and we just started talking and found that we had the same favorite YouTube videos, including this absolute classic, and we just hit it off from there. He ended up telling me that he has a tattoo of a dinosaur in a top hat on his shoulder blade that no one at work (but me) knows about. He got it when he was fifteen and according to him it looks terrible.

So it turned out that we both take the Luas home around the same time, so we ended up sitting together and just chatting about random things, having a laugh, etc. It was really great. I ended up going to the St. Stephen's Green stop because I sometimes like to grab dinner in the city center, and he gets off there because he still has to take a bus to get home. He said he had nothing better to do (lucky me) and he knew a good sushi take-out place, so we got some sushi and soup and ate it on a bench on the boardwalk and just looked out at the River Liffey. It was so nice! We just hung out for a couple of hours, talked about lots of interesting stuff and had a good time. It's so cool to know that while Zach can be a bit of a jerk in front of the guys, he's actually really great. And what I like most about him is that he doesn't just eat up everything I say (like a guy who just wants me to like him) and doesn't argue with everything I say,either (like a guy who is trying to impress me with his opinions or whatnot.) He's just himself and it's really refreshing and cool.
On another note, Sean got injured during soccer yesterday. He has a twisted ankle and someone stepped on two of his fingers so they're all bandaged up. He was limping today. Is it weird that this made me want him even more? Probably.