Sometimes I just feel really alone. I mean, where was I when they handed out all of the good qualities? I got stuck with all of the boring attributes, and now as a result I don't really have anyone I can call a true friend. It's funny, because I am always surrounded by people. But I know that I am not anyone's favorite person to be with. I know this as a fact. Because if it were false, I wouldn't feel this way. I was even ditched at Homecoming by my date. I guess I got the short end of the gene pool stick as well. Some things will never change. He did say some very sweet things afterwards though, but I am pretty sure that I was friend-zoned (if my vague impression that he was trying to confuse me with his sweet nothings is on the mark). But his friend is very nice. He saw me sitting alone today, on top of the wall, and our conversation went something like this:

Him- "Are you OK?"
Me- "Yeah, I'm fine I guess. Just thinking."
Him- "About what?"
Me- "I'm not really sure. Everything I guess. But really, I'm OK."
Him- "Are you sure? You're all alone, and that's not you. Do you wanna talk?"
Me- "No, I'm OK, really. But thanks."
Him- "Well, just remember, I'm always here for you if you need it."

That conversation literally meant the world to me. I know I sounded pretty unconvincing with my argument, but it was so sweet of him to understand that I just needed space. But honestly I really didn't need space, I would have loved to talk to him. I just didn't know what I needed to talk about until it was too late and he was gone. I wish I had taken him up on the offer. But I also didn't want to scare him off with my problems. At any rate, it's nice to know that in this soul-sucking son-of-a-gun world, there are some genuinely kind people. I just want a friend. An honest, caring, real-life best friend. Or a prince charming (but I've given up on that notion a long time ago, I'm too shy. I would date a sack of potatoes at this point.) Maybe it will happen.