So i've been debating suicide all day today, and just by this guy Ryan's greeting me, acknowledging me, and inviting me to a get together (refused, i barely know the guy, so now matter how nice and good looking he might be i am not giong to his apartment!) i've been singehandedly convinced out of it. Yes, i am obviously that desperate for social contact. Anyways, here's the story. I decided to go get chick fil a for dinner, all alone of course as usual. Halfway through my sandwich, this guy from my Psychology class appears out of nowhere and says hi. His name's Ryan, and for some reason even though i'm a quiet recluse who has barely said a word to him all semester, he appears to feel compelled to greet me every time he sees me in class - and, apparently, outside of class too as a few mins ago demonstrated. He's a nice guy, and he's invited me to get togethers at his place twice now - including just a few mins ago. I would go, but i dont really know him, his soon to be wife, or anyone he hangs out with and i've never seen him outside of class until five mins ago so forgive me if i'm a tad hesitant to accept an invitation to a get together at his apartment...but yeah i was suprised he talked to me. Suprised he continues to even notice my existance, really, cause im certainly not very entertaining to chat with and i keep refusing his invitations; to be honest, no one else talks to me here. Not even my roommate. I'm always alone - at the library, at the union food court, everywhere. I wonder if thats why he talks to me and keeps inviting me; cause i'm always alone. He *is* majoring in rehab...Anyways, just thought i'd rant about that.
Keep running,
~ Kari
