Don't know what Saturday has in store

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It looks empty, my weekend.

I was planning to do a four mile race, but my knee's been bothering me. Beyond the disappointing I'm feeling that I won't be able to try and crack 21:00 for 4 miles, I'll be missing out on a chance to socialize.

I thought about going to the museum or an exhibit downtown, but the girl I asked to go with me declined. She's busy. Always busy. I think she's not into me, or thinks I'm trying to make something of it. I just want someone to go with.

I'm so sick of going out to places by myself. I just feel like a loser, when I see all these other people, couples, groups, and I'm not a part of it.

I think I'll stay at home and just work. Gotta keep working. Gotta push out of my mind all these silly ideas that people will accept me for me. Not yet.

Gotta keep working on my masterpiece. And when it's done, people will see that there is more to me than an ugly dork. They'll forgive all that, and be willing to give me a chance. Someday, people will really like me, if not for me, at least for what i give back to the world.

Here are some suggestions for socializing:

- Volunteer
- Take up a hobby--talk to people who share your interest.
- Join a club, same deal as hobby.
- Take courses in person--good way to meet people.
- Take tours--another good way to meet people, and to go to interesting places.
- Get involved in local stuff--Go to town meetings, functions held at local libraries, local fairs and art shows, join or attend local theater groups, etc.
- Go to local flea markets, swap meets, and farmers markets. Even if you don't buy, sell, or swap anything, you can still meet and talk to people about the interesting stuff there.

Hope this helps.

You know, I feel like that sometimes. Like a loser going places alone.
I've tried to think about it differently. If I go somewhere alone, I make an important mission out of it, something that excludes social interaction in order to accomplish said mission.
For example, if I go to a museum, I'm going to do something specific that requires being alone...not just mindlessly looking at paintings. I study them. I think in specifics. It gets my mind off being alone and I don't notice other people unless they rudely invade my space.

With work, the only caution I have is that people might not appreciate it. You just can't tell....people are so unpredictable. So, I do my work anyway, build my masterpiece anyway, knowing somewhere, someone will see it for the masterpiece it really is.

It's all a mind game, at least, that's what I like to think. And, I doubt you're an ugly dork.

My weekend is also empty, and I will be spending it working on a painting that has taken a year already.
A secret masterpiece. Whether it is ever to be appreciated by the world or not is of no consequence, as I know there are a few on this planet who would see what I see, and this is enough.
Same as for myself. A few close people is enough, even a very few -- my highly valued people.

There is nothing loserly about not belonging in a majority, history has made this clear.

i have been asked to work this summer vacation......i would love to work but then my son is having holiday and he wont
be supportive if i leave him alone at home etc
so i have to spend this whole month alone at home and it gets boring i will just paint something and help my son with his project
work......
nothing to look forward to

Hobbies or going out isn't the issue. It's just that when I go out I'm alone, and people see I'm alone, and that I'm a loser. I mean how sad when you go to a museum or a movie and you're alone? Everyone else is in pairs or groups, and how can I join? I've tried, and I'm always kept at arms length. God forbid I intrude on their goddamn clique.

Hobbies? I have plenty, though damned if anyone cares. I restore antiques...good luck finding ANY young people who think that's interesting. I do claymation films. No one gives a damn. I collected baseball cards...that's good only for meeting kids and overweight middle aged f***s.

It just seems that who I am isn't worth knowing, at least, among people my own age whom I'm so desperate to connect with, to find someone who will just give me a shot.

Okay. I am totally different. Going to museums alone is my thing. No one else has the patience to follow along while I read every sign and plaque in the place.