I want to have fun
but not by my own....
I don´t have anyone to hang with. Basically, I was one of those who hanged with the same crowd trough elementary school. And after some years of starting highschool (Right term for the school after E.S?) I cut more and more of these ties, realizing how little we had in common.
And life is great, made a lot of new friends that I can interact and socialize with.
But... Only at school, parties or events. I really lack people to just hang with. I feel enormously lonely, not being able to just go to someone and hangout.
No one is awake at the current moment, or they are away. So I am sitting here, infront of the computer, dead lonely. Like every weekend when something isn´t ''forcing'' people to get together
But I don´t blame anyone of course, rarely people have time to just hangout. But it feels like it has died out with growing older as well.
Many talk about how they miss it, so I guess I am not the only one.
But that doesn´t make me less lonely
Maybe join a club, an organisation, a study group, get a job or maybe get involved politically.
See If I can find a way to find friends (or get closer with current friends) to hang with.
But oh well, you can´t have everything in the world. There is no universal thing that makes all your wishes come true, everything you make is up to oneself, even if that can be oh so daunting.
''Life isn´t''
There are people who have it far worse, many are in dark places of their lives, just like I was sometime ago.
But life is full of oppurtunities, maybe I can find solace in reading something today, or playing some computer games.
Because expecting your social life to be how I met your mother isn´t really the most realistic expectation
Oh how to have these sort of friends, who never get a fulltime job or a partner which relinquishes them from the rest forever... and ever.
I could go to the city and sit at a bar/café/club alone, and it´s probably better then staying here, but I just wish I had someone to cheer, have a talk, or even just be bored with again
Fiddle sticks