why
OK this is what always happens to me. I just came back from going out to a piano bar called sing, sing with a group of people from work. We were all pumped and even though like every damn table in the place was reserved we still had a lot of fun. Two guys play the piano and they know every fucking song I swear! They also were out to embarass people on their birthday's and bachelorette parties. I was having a really great time. had a few drinks and some really good food actually...took some cool pictures. Well it was probably because we had to go so early to even get in, but I was catching myself yawning and shit...and I was getting bored...in this place where there was like a line around the block to get in! who does that?! me. After a while I just notice everything...especially about people coupling off. And I just sit there a feel sorry for myself that I don't have that and wonder what's wrong with me. What's so terrible that anyone wouldn't want to date me? I have no idea. The bitchiest, whiniest, and sluttiest girls can have boyfriends, but not me. Well after all the single people were leaving that was my cure to leave too, not that I minded too much. Well the two girls that I drove there, their boyfriends were taking them home so I got to drive home by myself. goody! Rory had a full car, but not me. And to top it all off my roommate is back and I probably have to deal with her and her boyfriend again. I just want to be happy. I just want to be in love at least once in my life. I feel like if I haven't done it yet, I will never experience it. *sigh* Well its off to bed before midnight on a saturday night. I am waiting for my life to start...and wondering why no matter what I do I still cant' fucking do a thing about it