Not sure all what to say. But felt that I should say something. Two people wrote & let me know they read this. One told me that I was wrong. :-) It's sort of nice to hear someone tell you that they care. It's not necessarily the exact care that one might be looking for but it helps. I had gotten angry at someone, tried to write about it. For the fact that I don't like to be called a liar. I don't lie. There has been like once or twice that I have, but I try to be as truthful as possible to people. I tell the people the truth and hope they will tell me the truth. Not always the case. Anyhoo... Cooled off, rewrote it. And now, I'm feeling ok about the person. Feels nice to be on speaking terms with them. It hurts to think that someone is mad at you, and for reasons that you think are wrong or the fact that they just can't give you any exact reason. Just keeps being vague about it. Oh well. Now I'm feeling a bit in a jealous mood. That the friend that was having so many problems earlier is meeting so many new people & new friends. I might be able to have one from my class at school. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Tried to make another one, but that just was a no go. I should maybe write to him & see how he's doing. Someone once told me that there is something wrong with me, for the fact of having problems with friends. Maybe I do. Maybe that's why I have hardly any friends. Then again, I called her a friend, and she ended up turning her back on me. I still help her out if she asks a question. Not that she is likely to help me out, as I have found out.
I wish I knew what is wrong. Why I can't seem to make friends that would be willing to come and visit me. Spend time with me, play games, etc. Someone to talk to. No one ever seems to want to listen to me. I can't talk much to my wife. I usually get told I'm wrong. Don't have any close friend like I use to have with Chad. He would listen to me anytime I needed someone to listen. We would just sit under the stars and talk for hours on end. I could talk about anything. I have tried with Chris a little bit, but he's very selective about what he is willing to listen to. I could never just talk about anything with him. And with Chad gone for a few years now. It sometimes gets to be hard with no one to vent to. It's just me, myself, and I. It just sucks that now my life is so mundane. Work 40 hour during the week and nothing but sit around playing computer games by myself on the weekends. When Monday rolls around, start the process over again. Life sucks and hardly no one cares. I think I'm going to go to bed now. Maybe I'll feel a bit better in the morning.