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WARNING: What follows is yet another “woe is me” post from yours truly. If you don’t want to read about a pity party yet again, you can just skip this one and come back on Wednesday when I write about more awesome things.

I am very confused by the way the world works. I wish all things had specific instructions so that you knew precisely how to make them work. But there is a lot that is just left to be figured out, or the people with the knowledge decide to keep it all to themselves. That’s fine for the most part. If I knew the secret of certain things, I think I would keep it all to myself as I would be the only person to benefit from my knowledge. But sometimes this is more frustrating than anything.

Take for example dating. There is obvious some secret out there that leads to success. But that’s exactly what it is. A secret. The ones who are in the know are keeping it to themselves to guarantee themselves continued success. I’m not saying that I want to be a “player” and date all sorts of women. But it would be nice to have some kind of social life beyond hanging out with Albert. Sure, I want to get married again, but not anytime soon. I just think it would be nice to have someone that I could call on a regular basis and hang out, sit on the couch and watch some movies or just enjoy somebody’s company. Is that too much to ask? Apparently.

I’ve tried to expand my social network a bit, meeting new people. Frankly, I’m a little tired of going out just to go out, seeing as how success with that so far is next to nothing. I like going out to be with people. Hanging out with people is not such a bad thing. And when some of people happen to be ridiculously attractive women, it can only be construed as a good thing. The problem is turning these peeps into something more. Don’t get me wrong; platonic friends are not such a horrible thing. At a certain point, however, you might as well just hang out with dudes.

Is it still okay to ask woman on dates? Do you just come out and tell somebody these days that you want to be exclusive with them? Or do you just sit around patiently waiting for something to happen? I personally dislike putting myself out there and getting rejected. Sure, the worse someone can say is no. But I already have a slight self-conscious part about me, and I will readily admit that I am intimidated by attractive women. In my perfect world, a woman that was interested would just let me know so I didn’t have to worry about this. But we don’t live in a perfect world, do we? Enough about that though.

Another thing that sucks is getting a job. The jobs are there obviously. The same jobs in fact. Advertised week after week. If I’m not qualified or I’m over-qualified, how about letting me know? Nah, let’s just keep posting the same jobs every week and never even acknowledge that you are not being considered for the position. I’m not asking for a lot. I just want an opportunity to state my case in an interview. It’d be different if I was looking for some super fancy job. Nope, not doing that. All I really need is an entry-level job so I can get that experience to catapult myself into other positions. Granted, I do have an interview in the morning, and it would be doing exactly what I want to be doing, but I only had to apply for about 150 jobs over the past few months to get to the point where I get a job interview for a part-time, temporary job. Hopefully the whole tax thing will take off and I’ll make some money, but we’ll see what happens.

These nearly 700 words are lame and don’t mean anything in the grand scheme of things. I’m willing to bet that a week from now, things will still be the same. Whatever. Knowing what I know, however, I will just keep living my life and continue to try to make this year happier than previous ones.

Until next time…

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