Where do I start... Everybody who knows me know that I complain a lot. So nothing's new here. If complaining was a sport, i'd probably win first prize... But after tonight, I just feel as if my life doesn't got much of a meaning. I don't have anybody to care for, and nobody likes me in the way i'd like. Tonight we had a get together for a small office collegues diner party at some fancy restaurant in Montréal. All of my collegues were talking about their boyfriends or girlfriends. Asking one another questions about how it was going with them and stuff. I don't know why, but everytime something like this happens, everybody just seem to assume i'm always single and they don't even bother asking me about it. It's almost as if I had "eternally single" stamped on my damn forehead. Where does it say i'm "damaged goods" ? I'd like to know so that I can get rid of it.
I don't think i've ever felt this lonely and bad at the same time. I mean, sure it could be a lot worse... I could be an amputee or be blind or something. So I shouldn't complain. But being as I am, I can't help it.
I suck at guessing people's age. Tonight I've learned that I'm still the youngest in the office. The nearest to my age is my boss with 26. The new girl who started working with us recently is 28. I honestly would never have guessed she was 28. And the guy who acts childish all the time just turned 30 today. Again, I would have never thought he was 30. Me with my "unshaved look", I must look way older. But since I have very little time in my life, I can't find any time to shave. And to add to that, i'm lazy.
One another thing i've learned tonight : apparently, here in Québec, girls go after guys a lot more. That just makes me laugh because it's never happened to me even once. Either girls are too shy to ask me out, or I'm not too good looking. I'm leaning towards the later.
Well, i'll end this here, because i've runned out of things to say (as unbelievable as that sounds...)