Blah.
People suck.
Such is my life.
Was fine with being by myself. All by myself, not a problem. And my computer-even better! No shame in hanging out with myself all weekend.
Joined a ward. Started getting calls to do things on the weeknights. Had a lot of fun. Started getting calls to do things on the weekends. Had too much fun, was too comfortable. Was around too much. Started turning people off. Got less and less calls to hang out.
Left the state. Returned.
Started having fun with people again. Had fun with big groups. Started getting calls to hang out. Had a LOT of fun. Was around too much. Started getting less calls to hang out. Was no longer desired to be around.
Slowly creeping my way back into a depressed seclusion. Saturday night? On the couch, alone. Ok with that? ...Not quite yet.
What's a girl to do? Attempt to become less of a dominant figure in conversation? Slip into the backround? Become less of a "love-or-hate" and more of an "is OK"? Lock myself in my bedroom with a DVD player and a 5 lb. bag of Boston Baked Beans.
Or just remember something my mother told me once before I headed off to be with some friends: "Susannah, while you are there don't dominate the conversation! If you say something, make sure it is of importance, and don't just ramble to make noise!" ...maybe she jinxed me, maybe I wasn't actually that way before.
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