But still... life seems so boring and cold. Every person is different than each other, so its hard to relate to your neighbors well.
You have to keep going to work everyday to make any money and survive. God forbid you get fired.
It's hard for me to find a girlfriend. The first girl I liked was dannish and english. The second girl was Scottish. There was this girl with blue eyes and red hair but she had way back african american in her. There is this girl that has english,scottish and Native American indian in her but she has brown hair and blue eyes... Not sure if I want to date her.
It's just... life seems so boring and cold. I've lived in a bunch of cities and it seems like this everywhere really.
Life only becomes fruitful and rewarding when you consciously make decisions that will give you the results that you want. You want more activity in your life? You have to actually have to take yourself to a club, a reading group, an art gallery, a dance club, a painting class, a play, a concert, a game, an arcade or whatever may bring something new to your life with your own two feet. No one will take you for you. Will you make instantaneous friends? Not likely. But if you keep going, with the conscious decision that you will gradually make something happen, then things will begin to happen (slowly maybe but eventually).
You have to be ready to devote your time and heart to make something meaningful happen in your future. Life is not chance. It's your own effort and will. Be ready to struggle for your reward and resolve to walk away from the old thing that may make your bitter or resentful.
The older you get the more cynical and self absorbed people are. Plus, many of them are already married and have their own cliques.
I wouldn't worry about it. Make as much money as you can, marry and put a bun in the oven, and do those fake "happy" smiles the rest of the world does to make it think they are truly happy. Sock away money and retire. Then die.
I agree. Life is so boring at times. It seems like no matter how hard I try I get nowhere. I often wish I had no conscience and could just be a bad ***; it seems like those types enjoy every second of life. I often ask myself, "Is this all there is to life?" I'm pitiful.