So, it's a Saturday afternoon and I'm alone. My family is at a baseball game and it seems like my friends are all out not doing things that involve me. I've been cancelled on maybe five times in the past two weeks by most of them. I feel like they want nothing to do with me. I'm always the one asking to hang out. No one ever asks me. This is when I start questioning myself. Am I annoying? Do I just get on people's nerves? Is there a threshold for how long people can stand me and once that's filled they're done? I've been getting weird vibes from my best friend for two weeks and they've cancelled on me quite a lot too. I don't think they like me anymore. Anytime I try to not sound like this pathetic teenage stereotype, I feel like I perpetuate it.
Maybe I'll go to this nearby coffee house and try to work on my new book idea. I'm really excited about it. Plus I just need to get out of the house. It's too empty. I'm too alone. Maybe showering, dressing up and going somewhere will make me feel better. Maybe try to read The Hunger Games series. I forgot the first one and haven't read the other two. I mostly just remember that I loved it.
Sorry this blog is so short if you actually read this, I'm just having one of those days. Bleh.
