God save the outcasts

So last night I was amazed once more by the gross negligence and disregard for other people that seems to occur everywhere I go in this place... So I went to ward prayer by myself, because my roomates didn't want to go. I walk in and some of their friends waved to me so I decided that I could stand next to them, even though they didn't talk to me. So I am standing there, when this girl that I had previously quite possibly thought that I might have had a thing for and tried to get her attention by the composition of a lavishly friendly gesture that ultimately failed came and stood next to me. Like the other 'friends,' she seemed to talk to everyone around me and then to no one at all, seemingly making a point to ignore me... ok whatever I think to myself. Then she moves in front of me with her back turned, in effect closing me off in a corner from the rest of the room. That was the final straw... There was no way that I was going to put up with that, so I had to think of a way to get her attention. Nothing more polite availed me, since she wouldn't turn so much as to look at me, so I poked her... nothing. Now what? So I poked her again, somewhat more forcefully. Finally she responded and turned around. We then finally had the conversation that people who pretend to be friends must have (like for instance... who are you? and what do you do?) which was somewhat awkward (like we somehow have always managed to do everytime we have talked, leading me to think that obviously this is not meant to be). Quickly enough more interesting people showed up and she moved on to better things, leaving me once more to my own devices. Looking around, I noticed that once more I was the only one not talking to anyone else, and emboldened by my previous antics, I decided to force others of my 'friends' to talk to me about nothing. All in all it was an interesting evening, reinforcing everything I have come to believe about friends of convenience and my inherent lack of ability to escape the role of outcast.