I Hate People

I'm not a big fan of socializing with a lot of people at once, unless I'm comfortable with most of them.  Tonight's soccer game was an absolute disaster.  We tied, that wasn't bad.  But I got a bloody nose in the first minute of the game, so I didn't come back into the half until we had eight minutes left.  I don't know if playing a man down is what made people mad, or the fact hat I had trouble focusing the rest of the game.  Regardless, there was a lot of yelling at me.  And when I listened to some of them, I did worse, because that's not how I normally play.

I don't know if I want to play again with them.  The boys are nice, but even they left me tonight.  Everyone walked away while I checked jerseys back in.

The thing is, I know of people that I could probably be good friends with. It's just a matter of somehow managing that.  And avoiding my old "friends," who happen to be in my room because of my roommate.

I knew I had a good reason for wanting a single.