We're probably twins. Twins with everyone else on this thread.
Anyway, I'm gonna rant some positivity here so bear with me.
I was at a show last night, with that girl I like (I guess she doesn't hate me but I'm practically invisible to her anyway) and the gay guy that introduced me to the girl. I said I was gonna mosh so hard I'd forget everything, but really, all that moshing did was make me remember harder. It's weird, but a really wild moshpit is a good place to think.
What I thought was, I don't care if I'm weak, tactless, have no charisma, or anything. I don't care if I'm invisible to every girl on earth, and I certainly don't care if I tend to think in terms of relationships. It doesn't matter all that much that I just sort of fade out when more than three people are talking. It's not that I'm a complete asshole or anything, it's just that if I let these things sit in my mind too long my personality tends to change for the worse.
And well, I guess it's not like everything I do sucks. I got the number of this girl, a friend of my friends, after we gave her a lift back to her car. We talked a bit during the show, and she nearly picked me up and tossed my ass into the pit once or twice, so I figure it'd rock ass to have more friends to go to shows with.
Ow, shit, my foot still hurts from when it twisted funny after someone fell on it. I gotta limp off to class, anyway. Maybe by then I won't have memories of that show so fresh in my mind, and I'll be back to hating everything.