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cosmic_celery) wrote2009-10-01 03:57 pm
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Slightly hypocritical post is slightly hypocritical.
I've been sort of...horribly depressed this past week, and as a result I haven't been around much. So, sorry for that.
The Japanophile guy in my T'ai Chi class talked to me yesterday, despite my attempts at shooing him away with my mind. He started out with talking about how he visited his Grandfather the other day who's declining rapidly and will very probably die soon. Then he talked about how he helps at the x-box booth during Comic-Con and how he has some-or-other position online. And all of this conversation interspersed with declarations about how meeting people is hard for him and a large dose of self deprecation. I shook his cold hand and introduced myself. I do not remember his name.
Am I a total bitch to have no interest in talking to this guy? Some people might consider him less of a loser than I am, but I really have no interest in him or in any of his problems. Really, I find it difficult to like most people. I don't want to hang out with people who bore me and share none of my interests. I've done that before and I get very little out of it. This is also why I have no friends outside of the internet.
This week, I skipped a lot of my homework because I simply didn't feel up to doing much of anything, but I'll have to get around to doing at least some of it. I did, however, ask my mom about jobs at the casino and she talked to the guy who runs the restaurants and things...and I've submitted my application for both the hostess and busser positions. So maybe if he doesn't deem me worthy to stand around and make reservations, I can go around and clean up tables. Still haven't gotten a call for either of them, but we'll see.
Since my computer reformatting experience, I've run into one problem: I have no idea where the case for my Microsoft Office suite is, and it wants the key code. The last time I saw any of that was in the computer box...which is now inexplicably filled with my mother's papers. The customer service thing basically says "you're screwed" on the subject, so I'll have to tear my room apart and see if it somehow ended up here. I have no idea.

The Japanophile guy in my T'ai Chi class talked to me yesterday, despite my attempts at shooing him away with my mind. He started out with talking about how he visited his Grandfather the other day who's declining rapidly and will very probably die soon. Then he talked about how he helps at the x-box booth during Comic-Con and how he has some-or-other position online. And all of this conversation interspersed with declarations about how meeting people is hard for him and a large dose of self deprecation. I shook his cold hand and introduced myself. I do not remember his name.
Am I a total bitch to have no interest in talking to this guy? Some people might consider him less of a loser than I am, but I really have no interest in him or in any of his problems. Really, I find it difficult to like most people. I don't want to hang out with people who bore me and share none of my interests. I've done that before and I get very little out of it. This is also why I have no friends outside of the internet.
This week, I skipped a lot of my homework because I simply didn't feel up to doing much of anything, but I'll have to get around to doing at least some of it. I did, however, ask my mom about jobs at the casino and she talked to the guy who runs the restaurants and things...and I've submitted my application for both the hostess and busser positions. So maybe if he doesn't deem me worthy to stand around and make reservations, I can go around and clean up tables. Still haven't gotten a call for either of them, but we'll see.
Since my computer reformatting experience, I've run into one problem: I have no idea where the case for my Microsoft Office suite is, and it wants the key code. The last time I saw any of that was in the computer box...which is now inexplicably filled with my mother's papers. The customer service thing basically says "you're screwed" on the subject, so I'll have to tear my room apart and see if it somehow ended up here. I have no idea.

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Not being a people person myself I can't do much more than nod at your points ... which doesn't come across well over the internet. The tough thing about meeting people? Finding people that share the same esoteric interests. It's easy, on the internet, for people of similar interests to find each other and group together. But in the vast sea of real life? Chances of randomly encountering someone with even vaguely similar tastes is slim to none. So... talking to people seems so... ridiculously pointless. So much effort to find you've hardly anything in common.
Of course, I fail in almost all social settings, so you should by no means follow my example. In fact, if you have any sense at all you'll take notes and start doing the opposite.
But, anyway.... uh, hermit solidarity?
Also, *hugs*
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I feel that way talking to some people, too. It's possible that that just means I'm a total bitch, too, but I can at least tell you that you're not alone. Not everyone is going to be interested in everyone. Just keep being civil to the guy, because if he has so much trouble with talking to people, the difference between failure and limited success could be big for him.
Also I am totally jealous of this random boring guy for getting to go to Comic-Con. Bastard.
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This week, I skipped a lot of my homework because I simply didn't feel up to doing much of anything, but I'll have to get around to doing at least some of it.
Omg, are you me? But no, really, this is exactly me rn.
Since I've been in college, it's like I try to hang out with people but we have nothing in common so I'm just bored and they have all these side jokes and crap that I can't follow. And I end up sitting in my room and watching Doctor Who which is fun for me but I'm sure everyone thinks I'm some weirdo recluse or something.
And Hermits United indeed. I mean, it's my AIM name so I think I know what I'm talking about. lol. *hugs*
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Yeah, that sums me up.
I have a few people in life that I can call friends, but really, but over the last few years, they've been less in the way of friends and have turned into people that I can't stand. This could turn into a huge rant, so I'll stop.
There's just no place in the world for people like me. I realized that a long time ago.
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Good luck with the job! I hope you get a call back. :)