It’s the end of the semester, and my coursemates are partying down somewhere. I didn’t feel like going after miserably failing today’s exam and Pricegal is going to the graduation party of one of her friends, so I went to a hobby shop to meet some friends, play some games, drink some beer, have some laughs.
I get there. No friends, no games, no beer, no laughs. They’ve all gone to the graduation party of one of my mates, who hangs around the shop a lot. Apparently, everybody’s invited but me. Fine, I suppose, I’m not his best friend in the world and I don’t hang around there much anymore. It’s strange that nobody told me, but fine.
I go home and mope for about an hour, before I realize that this is no way to spend a Friday evening. I try to get in touch with my coursemates, but the website containing all our phone numbers is down and of the three phone numbers I already have, two are in different cities right now and one has a monstrous cold. None of them know where the rest of us are.
So here I am, trying to get another friend to respond over IRC, browsing the Straight Dope, and feeling sorry for myself. I want to call Pricegal so she’ll feel sorry for me, but if I do she’ll have a bad time at the party and keep thinking of me all alone and bored instead of enjoying herself, so I won’t do that. I guess I’ll just sit here and rot away in my loneliness.
Hope that helped:) I’ll be here for a while. I woke up and couldn’t focus my eyes, which made the prospect of going to work (a 35-mile drive) not totally safe for the doing.
But seriously, have you spent every night the last two years with your significant other away at a party and all your classmates out on a wild party somewhere but you can’t reach them so you don’t know where they are and all your other mates at another party that you’re not invited to? If so… apart from that, what’s your life like?
Hey, it’s OK. I’m here. What do you wanna do? Here, have a beer. Isn’t that good? Come on, let’s play some foosball. Do you have a quarter? Oops, my ride’s here. Gotta go. Bye! Love ya!
Perhaps he wasn’t invited and didn’t think it would be appropriate to go? I was the only one out of a close-ish circle of friends not invited to my roommate’s birthday party a few years back, but I later learned this was because he had decided to hate me.
Yup. I have met the object of this (fairly large and not in need of one more guest) graduation party precisely once. She and Pricegal are part of a fairly tightly-knit eight-person friend circle that meets by tradition once a year. I’m not allowed at those parties either.
So, you’re saying you’ve been having regular sex with someone that you didn’t even know the first name of?
There might be a clue here as to why you’re sitting at home, alone, miserable, grade-failing, sorry-feeling, whinny-butting, etc.
The least you can do is take your hand out for dinner or something. Get it a ring, a nice, cheap-but-tasteful one. A little gift that says, “Sorry about that that name thing.” You’ll both feel better.
This is the last thread on the front page of MPSIMS, and letting it slide off with only fourteen replies is just too pathetic. So, as a graduation present for Priceguy, I’m giving him a bump.
No kidding. Welcome to my life for the last nine years or so. There’s no clubs here, no hangouts, no fraternitys, and everybody seems to be completely content with all of the friends they have and are not interested in meeting anyone new. I have two nononline friends and I see one of them about once a month. I have never been out on a date with anyone, and after thinking about it, I can’t recall even having a damn conversation with a girl my own age for more than five minutes. There is simply no place to go to meet people and I don’t see anyways out of this Godforsaken place untill I get a good education at my community college. It’s eating me up isnide that I have lived in a place I dislike this much for the majority of my life. It’s downright soul crushing.
Despite all this, I normally stay rather up beat about it all and just stay inside, watch movies, play online games, read…it isn’t for lack of initiative in finding something else to do though. I’ve looked long and hard and have spent hours just thinking about ways to get out of the house. There’s very little you can do here without money.