Now let me clarify before some of you come over here and hurt me.
I have some friends that I’ve known for years. There are some online peeps as well.
But I’m talking about the kind of friend that you can call up to meet for coffee at random times. That you can do stupid things with. You know, the kind they show you in movies. All my IRL friends live too far away.
Funny thing: I used to live in C-town. And one of my friends lived in B-town. And then just before I moved to B-town, she moved back to A-town. So it’s like she’s running away from me lol. Also, another one of my friends moved to C-town just after I moved away from C-town. So for my whole life, I have never lived in the same city as any of my friends.
The only people that I talk to regularly are teenagers. A lot of my students I would consider “friends” but I can’t talk to them the same way that I would talk to adults. They don’t need to know my business.
The other weekend I went over to Mama Bear‘s house for poker night. It was a fun time. But it really made me realize (again) that I have no adult friends.
I’ve lived in this area for almost 3 years now and I have yet to make any friends. During the week I work from 3 to 10pm, Monday to Thursday. And I also work until 6pm on Saturdays. So I have no time at night to go to places that other, normal people would go to at night.
Ginger suggested that I try the website Meetup.com. I’ve looked at it and haven’t found anything. With my work hours, I can only do mornings. The only groups that meet in the mornings are moms and I am nowhere near being a mom.
So now I just sit at home on the computer and in front of the tv until I have to go to work. And then I come home from work eat dinner and go to bed. My life is awesome. (insert sarcasm here)
I know I’m all “woe is me” but I don’t care. My birthday is coming up at the end of the month and I’m probably going to do nothing like I do most years. It’s my golden birthday (finally!). Turning 31 on the 31st. Some of you may be shocked to read all this because you know me. But my self-confidence is (mostly) faked.
But now that I have a blog, I have someone to vent to. Even if it’s not a friend. But it’s not the same.
Or maybe it’s just me…