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3:12 am February 20, 2011

posted for ponanza

11:43 pm February 17, 2011

Hello folks, I feel the need to vent, so bear with me (or bare, whatever it is).

Roommate is gone for the weekend, which leaves me here alone. It’s when I’m here alone that I realize how hollow my life has become. A tower of cards on the brink of falling down at any moment. I rely on little things every day to perk me up, and people are the main source of that. I tell jokes, alot. I try to make everyone around me laugh as much as possible. When they do laugh, that is where I get my happiness. Without those people around, I realize what I am, boring and lonely.

Here I am at college, the place that all people think back fondly on. It’s the time of your life to let loose, ditch your inhibitions, and enjoy that last bit of freedom before you become a slave to the system for the next 40 years or longer. From my picture, you can see that I spent my night playing the Back to the Future game. Cool game, but while I sit in the dark, hunched over a computer playing a game based off a 1980s sci fi flick, other people my age are outside laughing, hanging out, having fun. You know what I’ll do tomorrow? Go to a car club meet, feel out of place for an hour or so, go home, watch the x files all day, then go out with a girl -for the first time in 7 months- and then at night, I drive the campus drunk bus. Fun fact: I don’t drink.

The saddest thing is that I posted on my facebook that I was going to this carclub thing tomorrow, and i said I was bringing my DeLorean, and if anyone wanted to check it out, they could just message me. That was about 9 hours ago. Not one response, not one like, nothing. It just slipped off the radar. I haven’t got anyone to do these things with. I’d kill for anyone to just come along, it’ll only take two hours, but nope, nothing. I contacted a few people, but no dice.

One girl I wanted to contact is driving me insane. She is everything I want from a girl. She’s funny, optimistic, smart, and has a great smile. I’d love nothing more than to just go out with her once. But that’s like pulling teeth. You see, I’m not a surfer dude. Or a “frat daddy” (for the record, frats can go fuck a fruit basket). I am a bit of a geek. And a car guy. And I don’t have a 6 pack. And I don’t play lacrosse. And I don’t wear that stupid douchebag haircut everyone on a University Campus seems to be sporting these days. So I’m not good enough for her I guess.

Anyhow, whine, whine, whine. But it just sucks that I know tomorrow that on my way to and from this car event, I’m going to be thinking the same thing over and over for the 2 hours or so of driving: “This is pathetic, you are pathetic”