Go read something else. No seriously.

     Oh yeah remember that thing I mentioned not too long ago.  I thought there was a pretty good chance with one in particular.  So I tried.  I got my hopes up.  I actually felt like I could be myself around her.  For whatever reason I don't meet many people like that.  It was pretty cool.  But then, oh guess what!  I failed.  Not even sure how it happened this time, except that this one guy (who I was sure was interested in someone else entirely) just swooped in out of nowhere and shabam!  Facebook official.  How does this even happen so fast?  What is the big rush of getting into relationships anyhow?  I guess I'm a bit old school.  Or perhaps I just got caught in the friend zone again.  It happens all too often.  It's just how I operate by default.  They may show interest at first but by the time I have gotten to know them well enough, they've changed their mind and moved on, leaving me as just that nice guy that they're friends with.  As you may have noticed, I'm feeling rather cynical at the present time.  A bit of sleuthing on everyone's favorite social addiction provided some details that I am particularly irked by.  I probably shouldn't divulge too much information, however I do feel that I was mislead by excuses made that seemed indisputable at the time.  Worst part is, I'm sure I'll get to see them regularly at church and related activities.  That's not really the most enjoyable concept.  I've dealt with this before, albeit in much worse of circumstances, but perhaps I'll just lay low for a while.  Eh, lets face it, I'll probably just be my same old self.  Friend zone.  Time to just accept defeat and add one more to the list.
     Question: Am I just bad at showing when I'm genuinely interested?  Or am I genuinely just not that interesting?   Oh well.  It doesn't really matter anymore.  The goal was set.  And it was achieved.  I have surpassed the roommate.  And yet, I feel no accomplishment.  Nor do I feel any further motivation or obligation.  Every time I try, I end up with a sick pit in my gut and an increasing lack of faith in humanity!  To avoid becoming too much of a cynic and as a measure of self preservation, I tend to simply avoid the cause of those feelings.  I have better things to do than waste my time and money trying to get to know people that don't care about getting to know me.
     If you actually read this, I'm sorry.  I did warn you though.  Also, if any of you speak a word of this to anyone, by golly I swear I'll hang you by your ankles and tickle you until you pass out.  But seriously, no one reads these posts anyhow.  I wrote it for me to help in getting it off my chest and for no other purpose.  I think I'm done here.  That is all.