>>9 Australia, yes. :)
I guess you have a point about people being too busy, but really, if they can talk with other people why not me?
And these people aren't awkward, they're actually very social creatures. I actually get along pretty well with awkward people, but I don't hang around with the ones that I know too much because, well, they won't talk.
>>10 Yes, I apologise about not telling absolutely everything, but if I did it would take a lot longer to explain, and not everyone particularly enjoys reading annoyingly big blocks of text.
But I think I forgot to mention something that probably is pretty important. Here goes.
For about 3 years I was hanging out with this guy who was somewhat of a character. He was pale, had long, dark hair, never spoke to people, and was somewhat of a misanthrope. He wasn't really a bad guy, he just had a very bleak outlook on life.
Anyway, suffice to say, I was attracted to him because I thought he was pretty damn interesting. Before I knew him, just getting him to speak to you was a feat worthy of recognition, and so when I actually managed to do it, I wasn't going to just stop there. We actually had quite a lot in common, and back in year 8 he was actually a pretty nice guy once you broke through his shell.
But then after I'd known him for a while, he started to get worse. The few people I'd managed to get him to talk to either left the school or made other friends and fell out with us, and soon it was just me and him, which might've been alright except that whenever I'd talk to other people he'd kinda just scuttle away, and, feeling bad for "leaving him," I'd just follow. He also turned into a much angrier person, starting to hate fucking everything and everyone around him.
People started to associate me with him. People would come up to me just to ask "hey, why doesn't that guy ever talk," or, "is he part of some Satanic cult," or "is he the fucking anti-christ," questions I'd usually just brush off with a shrug.
But then I suppose that I just grew out of him. Beginning sometime last year I started to wonder why I had no friends, and the only answer I could think of was that it was because of him. Seriously, with all the time that we spent together, he never wanted to come over, or go out and do something, or anything. I got the feeling that he felt I was just there to entertain him, and perhaps vice versa.
So I started talking to him less, in favour of trying to meet other people. I saw him less and less, and I rarely spoke to him unless I'd felt rejected by other people and needed someone to complain to. This combined with his steadily increasing misanthropy and paranoia kept putting me off talking to him.
The one day when I was in a bad mood and didn't feel like being around "people," he started telling me about Jewish conspiracies and how he thought that Black people were stalking him, and that was the last time I ever spoke to him. The next term he stopped coming to school. I have no fucking idea what happened to him.
So yeah, there's that. I don't necessarily blame him for anything, but when people I don't know see me, I think that they might associate me with him. A fresh start is perhaps needed, but that's not going to happen, so it's just something that I have to deal with. What say you, Magnolia?
...oh, and if by some off change anybody's interested, that guy actually used to post on these boards. He would do so under the name "Luciferus Hellsing."