the second (as far as I clearly remembered) or third time. Hooman only and only. contact you just cause they're getting married and desperately 'wanting' you to attend their once in a lifetime (perhaps) money making opportunity. I might as well do that if I were to, ever. Ah well. Perhaps I myself ain't done much difference. Might as well excuse it out politely. Who am I right. Think about it seriously. I ain't got any circle of friends with whoever that is. The past was never close to begin with. So there is no continuation in the first place. Seriously. What are they thinking about, even. Chances are I will be left alone sitting with hoomans that ain't done much contact with. And pretty much alone. Waiting time and food to pass. Point-less. Might as well I cook my own and eat me own in me room. Same shit. And the former doesn't make me any better anyhow.
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Been that once. Donated. Shall I make it a pass. That once was giving it a go on hoping to meet, greet and perhaps connect for continuation. Which obviously never worked out. Shall I stop or keep trying. Stop trying might sound negatively. However reasonly that is. Would say I am adapting. Adapting to the environment. Challenging myself to be less relationship-ed. Now that's something or no? Pessimistic is the term then. Could hardly make up a stand sometimes, really. Point is; its just me, myself and me. Doesn't make much difference to them and the rest; with a less of me. So don't even think about giving a hating response by excusing. Cause that is near absolute not applicable. Perhaps yes, for me. Only if it worked out. And that's definitely a risk of absolute no guaratee with very low probability even. Shall I even take the risk. Risk of perhaps a high amount. In spite of the social norms.
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On the one recent encounter. Was surprise when first got contacted. Which lasted for about two seconds. Even before I proceed to reply. I knew that was coming. And there it went. Questions after questions of obtaining my location information. Duh.
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Whatever that is. Will decide by then. Whatever that is. Such is life. Ha-ha.
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