I don't like being alone.
I'm a people person.
I've been home alone for 4 days.
I'm sitting on my couch.
I went to the mall. There were people there. I bought a dress and some snow boots.
I went to Barnes and Noble. There were people there. I looked at dating advice books. I wasn't brave enough to buy one. Instead I bought a Swedish horror book. Samesies.
I texted some people to see if they wanted to play with me.
They didn't answer.
Who wants to come play with me tonight? Or tomorrow? Or Saturday?
I think my roommates get back on Sunday... but I don't actually know.
I promise I'm a real good time. And I have some good games. And I can talk semi-inteligently about movies and the latest headlines.
And I bought a new dress that I can wear while we hang out!
I wasn't designed to be alone. I know there are people out there that prefer to be alone. I can't even imagine that. I always feel like they're lying. What do you even do when you're alone? I've read like 200 pages of my book and I've watched some TV and I'm currently blogging... but these are time-fillers. This is what I do when I'm waiting for someone to knock on my door with 2 tickets to see Ke$ha or something.
I should be able to entertain myself. I should get a hobby like knitting or cooking. I did buy a guitar! Maybe I'll pull that sucker out and be entertained for another 30 minutes. After that...
Someone had better be here with some Ke$ha tickets or there's no telling what will happen.