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Sometimes I really feel bad that I don't have friends.  But then I actually leave my house and hang out with real live people and realize how horribly underdeveloped my social skills are.  Which is most likely the cause of this 'having no friends' thing.

So next time you hear me say, "Poor me, I have no friends."  You can just say, "That's because you're a social idiot."  Except that you probably won't ever hear me say that.  Because that would mean I'm having an actual conversation with you.  And I should probably just stop trying to socialize before the ineptitude gets worse.

Except that I'm still planning on going to CBC.  I just pre-registered for classes.  Which is really kind of stupid, if you think about it.  Seeing as I don't really fit into any kind of social situation comfortably and I'll be attending an entire conference.  Yeah, I'll be the one in the back of the room, doodling on a notepad while I talk to my feet.....or the wall......or not at all.  And I'm still planning on the ponytails and flip flops.

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Wonder Woman said…
I seriously can't wait to meet you. I'm only going to the Friday party thing. But it'll be great. We'll hang with Rachel.
4.5.10
Jen said…
I am jealous. Have a wonderful time. I'm sure your feet will, maybe they can introduce you to your neighbors and ease you in? (Just teasing good-naturedly, I seem a little awkward too, reading that... Great minds, I suppose.)
4.5.10
LisAway said…
You're going? Awesome! I wish I could go there and be awkward with you. I totally picture myself sitting on the sidelines feeling out of place.

We had people over for a long weekend this weekend and it made me feel like I have friends. That was nice. (with no church or Americans in my city I'm a real loner)
5.5.10
Claire said…
I hate living over here. As in the place with no CBC. And even if I did have a flight out there, a certain Icelandic volcano would probably just hamper any plans to come. Bleh.
5.5.10
Emmy said…
I am sure you will have fun as long as you keep your self talk to yourself ;)

Talking to walls is probably better than feet because then you can at least look up and see who is watching you.
5.5.10
Barbaloot said…
I hope you have tons of fun---if I were going I would look for the ponytailed lady talking to her feet. As it is, I'm sure there will be others searching as well:)
5.5.10
Loralee and the gang... said…
Yeah, right...all of us feel that way at one time or another...or all the time. But it doesn't mean it's true! And I wish I could go to that! My problem is that I live too darn far away!
5.5.10
Nancy said…
I almost said we should hang out together... but two socially inept people would never find each other. Not to mention, I don't even know what CBC is, so I won't me there. Just know that you are not alone in your social ineptness.
6.5.10
Brooke said…
You are my friend!!! Only, we never see each other or hang out or talk......hhhmmmm, I am a crappy friend that lives far, far away. I miss you and hope you have fun at the CBC, whatever that is, and if anyone makes you feel uncomfortable, just do like we practiced in our womens self defense class...attack them and scream as loud as you can! The perfect recipe for social acceptance.
6.5.10
cc said…
Oh Melissa! I'm sorry you didn't have a good time at book group. I was so nervous about how it was all going to turn out that I didn't even notice. Me = Bad friend. If it helps, you didn't come off as awkward at all, and everyone was laughing so obnoxiously (me included) that I'm sure it seemed worse than it was. Don't feel bad! You'll have a great time at CBC. I really wish I could go with you - but apparently IKEA and a wedding take priority. Not sure how that happened.
6.5.10
melissabastow said…
Brooke - I'm sure a few eye gougings and an elbow to the spleen are going to help me make TONS of friends!
7.5.10
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