Living up to High Standards

Part of my “low self esteem” is partially because I am not up to par with my peers. I don’t want to be comparing myself to someone my own age, etc. but I am not. I have denied that for many years that I am not like my peers.
I’ve seen the alleged over-excessive content on Facebook, and even on the dating websites. I feel I can’t live up to them for them to accept me. This isn’t just a potential girlfriend, even a potential friend.
Here is my situation:

  • I come from a lower class family, that grew up in an upper class town
  • I have a high school diploma, and no experience with higher education
  • As I had traveled domestically in my teenage years (California, Texas, New York, D.C.) some of my likeminded groups have traveled the world. I have – actually seen the Mexico Border when I was in San Diego, and I have been near the Canadian border going on I-89 corridor when I was 6 or so.
  • I obviously didn’t come from a privileged family, many peers (at least in my geographical area) are
  • Given my autism, I am smart, but not in the same intellectual level as some of my peers, some would obviously think I am just odd in some of my interests
  • I live in an area where there are many people younger than I am and many people older than I am, so the middle twentysomething crowd is limited, because of the high COL or Cost of Living. Some of my peers would prefer to live in Nanny-towns like Boston, New York or even LaLa land or Florida, areas that also have the sex appeal of a highly stylized locale

So background aside, lets go to the smaller things

  • The art that I do  I suppose is decent, but probably not museum material (and I am fine with that)
  • Some may say its not fully dimensional. Maybe not proportionate enough, or I use plain ol pencils and not the snootty strength
  • Sure I may know some tech things, but don’t expect me to program C++ or code in Pearl, or do CSS to design webpages. Yup I am dumb on that regard. Sure I may know some telecom stuff, but not ask me how to do a diagram on how TDM works vs analog, vs IP vs. video or so on.
  • I don’t like going out and doing much things for fun. I’d rather be at home, doing work on my machines or watch the Fox News Channel or watch some boring documentary on TV. I don’t like distractions that much, because it detracts the attention of the pressing issues. My DNA is programmed to be vigilant (always alert, always on.)

I’ve also mentioned other concerns before such as:

  • Having odd interests for straight males like fashion or art (yeah I feel gay for doing art)
  • the ability to be around laid-back types of people, because I am somewhat of a tight person, because I just can’t stop and have fun in a depressing time and place.

Lastly, if I wanted to go to college, or get a decent job and to get the friends and future girlfriend, they all seek someone who needs to be responsible, compliant and needing credentials (whether or not its necessary – chicks and clueless bosses want that “piece of paper”) in order to be accepted in a privileged world.
Then I have to be worried about being accepted with the other’s social circle, since after all its not about them, its about his groups of buddies too. I can’t have any types of relationships with anyone if the others would not accept me and backstab behind me. Oh, did I mention the “man-child” stereotype, where men just want to use gaming consoles all day long or other “childish” behaviors that doesn’t constitute as “childlike” since the latter is a chronic issue while the former is plain ol immaturity?
The holiday season is coming fast this time around, and I am dealing with personal issues on top of having the worst year I have ever had; and I don’t have backup support system, since some of them went away in the summertime, and my mother needs to care for my grandmother, and my other family members I choose to abstain; leaving a handful of other people to take load of my day to day life.
I am lost because I have not had that partner in crime figure in a long time. I am in a desperate need to find one, and just someone who I don’t feel like I am a bothersome to.
With all of that – my conclusion is I can’t compete against people that area actually better than I am, because I am not privileged, not smart enough, not experienced enough, and I am a childish individual.
I feel so proud living life…
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Green Light Day – Sucessful Flirting!

Today my chick radar shown a lot of green on the screen!
All across the board, I got some female affection. I went out today, from the local mall, to the local hockey game and in between I got some girls attention!
I got thrown offguard by a couple ladies at one store who appeared to be showing interest. Often this one and a hundred occurrences causes me to get severely shy.
Part of it, was I had a sincere smile, enough to get the the girl to hopefully cave in and return the favor.
Regardless, lets file this little good news, and expect to see a repeating story in like 9 months, since this one and hundred cases have a long spread of time inbetween.

The Search for Romance

I’ve heard a billion* different stories of how someone met their love of their life. Ranging from online dating websites, to Facebook (don’t get me started), even old fashioned medium like the ol’ CB** or even meeting the love of their life at the local turnpike toll booth. Or even going to the same restaurant and starting a relationship with the waiter.
*it feels like a billion, whether or not I counted to a billion is another question.
** Citizens Band 2 way radio if you are product from the 1990s onwards and is generally clueless person about things before your time
I can tell you that all my stories about love is something you expect as a 6th grader, and oh boy when people inquire about me crushing on somebody, it often entails embarrassment, regret and other childlike feelings that you expect for a 11 year old.
The only semi sweet story was that “Jessica” lived up the street from me, and the childish love I would endure, only because she treated me like crap weeks after. But nothing ever happened, just plain ol heartbreaks or mixed messages or plain old shutdowns of one and other. I suppose that story is really just stale and depressing.
In anyway, in 2 months the goal is to find the Search for a Career In Turn for a Girl to Like and Respect me as a Mature Man since He Allegedly has Goals for Himself. What a title for that Search huh?

Take Your Pick – Who would you want to Date?

If you have ether followed this blog, or even my other blog, I have kept my likeness as minimal as possible. First, that people would figure out who I was and secondly, I wanted to keep a humble appearance by not showing a picture of me. (That was inspired by a large market all-news radio station, where some talents didn’t want to publicize themselves on the bios of their websites, since after all the mission of the former blog was to journalize the ASD issues.)
The following graphic shows the face of the blog for the first time.
So as you see the graphic below, which person would you most likely date? One that appears to be “normal” or someone that appears to be “normal” but when he starts talking, he comes off as a socially awkward (read: creepy) individual?
Does this theory really extend on this page? Is this why I can’t find my special someone?
this image shows two of the same portraits of this writer, one that appears to be normal and another that clearly states hes autistic.
Comments are strongly recommended for this story.

Love is a Distraction

Earlier today, I went with a friend of mine to the local candlepin alley to keep my skills in check. I haven’t done much bowling, and it happens from time to time. Before I started to get active again, I typically did 60 to 80 – not bad for seldom playing. I have done recently like north of 40 or so. I have to admit I am very aggressive, and that doesn’t help you getting pins down. Nor does it help when the alley is decaying, and never seem to clean the balls, the ground or even replace chipped balls. In anyway, I did well for my standards.

Up until I had a distraction when I started to check out a cutie a few lanes down from me. I tried to keep my eyes away of her (because an alleged b/f was with her – c’mon most cuties are with someone) but I lost my focus.

That loss of focus had me not take down any pins for two turns straight! A loss of 20 points! Bad.

But regardless, I tried to keep my attention away and just try to take pins down.

January 1st is exactly two months away, and I am already pricing in the ideal that love is just a joke and in this case tonight can be very distracting.

Message a Girl…Ask for Trouble, part two

Another (possible) date – with no response yet. (I might have to admit my profile might scare people off – well I have to be true and honest why I can’t stand bitches! I don’t regret if I am making females run away from me.)
Hey,  your interest of drawing caught my attention, what do you like to draw? what do you like to talk about on such depth? hope to talk to you more soon
Sometimes I wished the Government didn’t invent the internet. I’d rather be severely autistic than being a high functioning autistic.

Message a Girl…Ask for Trouble

I am trying to message to single ladies online…but its really hard when the monopolistic gender overrides the world. Women and their retarded skepticism that all men are creepers and sex offenders, and jerks. Like some women aren’t that ether – right?
If my iPhone doesn’t go off – i’ll know its this “Danielle”. The other day I sent this single a message –  cue to the full screen:
your interest of painting and photography caught my attention. What do you like to take pictures of? what kind of camera do you own? What inspires your painting? I'd love to know more!
Did I screw up? What was I NOT supposed to say? What SHOULD’VE I said to her?

Special Needs “Professionals” = Bad Matches

As I have mentioned earlier on, I am trying OKCUPID for the remainder of the year. I am so sick and disgusted at the many users that have professional experience with special needs. You might be asking why I am bitching about this? It’s because these people often have self-esteem issues, and if they are having trouble dealing with these people during their day job -then why in the fuck do they want to fuck around with them off the clock?
Yes its cool that there are more and more people being open to these people, but the other issue, is that many of these ladies (and guys, but they aren’t relevant for this post) are probably are going to get “burned out” and then some.
I think I have been cursed since my first day of existence for any romantic or hell any possible relationships.

More Broken Hopes with okcupid

I’ve mentioned I live in New Hampshire, the lower part of the state that isn’t the stereotypical area where its not all farms and cows. In fact,  I live in the Boston Metro area. Now every follower on this blog, might had their eyeballs fallen out because I live near Boston, in fact put them back in your sockets! Being from New England, the city of Boston is overrated.
Most people can’t stand the out of town yuppies from New York or Berkley owning the City. What really drives me nuts is the city technically has just over 600,000 people, meanwhile the outer areas like Middlesex County, Essex County, the Worcester Hills, the South Coast, some parts of Rhode Island and my area, Southern New Hampshire is the really populated area of well over 4 million people!  I’ve been to New York City a lot more than Boston when I was a kid, so I have a different viewpoint. Same applies of going to Southern and Western New England and Upstate New York too. Boston is clearly a city for the out of towners, as the Greater Boston area is metro for the locals instead.
So with the college kids having tight wallets/purses/clutches because they are going for a 6 year study for some lame degree for a useless career, they flood the radius of the match search. I am flooded with these people. I don’t understand why they are so drawn to a city full of panhandlers (or “bums”), a City that has one too many slayings, murders, and sex crimes, a City that is litterly dirty, (and NO I don’t love “That Dirty Water!”), that I can walk in most neighborhoods within an hour and then get bored because I’ve seen everything, a City filled with Modernist buildings that look ugly as hell. Then a city shutting down on odd holidays like “Evacuation Day” (aka Saint Patty’s Day), Patriots Day (Third Monday of April), “Bunker Hill Day” (in June) and another odd holiday for the government workers which I can’t remember. The City shuts down after 8:00pm, and I can’t find the nightlife I see on TV all the time, because well Downtown Boston is always busy after a Bruins or Celtics game in the winter/spring time.
Overrated! Period.
Ok so I digressed, but I think you can understand my point that I’m having difficulties finding people. My other issue is that I don’t want to date someone then screw off back to the Left Coast or some other place leaving me behind. This is why I can’t stand the ADHD twentysomethings, they must have a good process of moving every six months and not be crazy. I moved only 3 times in my lifetime and it drove me nuts just 2 years ago!
Now you know why I am having trouble finding someone who typically is supposed to be “slowing down” at this time of their lives.

The Financial Impact of Being a Hopeless Romantic

I haven’t been keeping tabs on my spending. I do save all my receipts and normally at the end of the month I tabulate all of them. I am trying to implement an ERP (Enterprise Resource Planner) to link all my spending to line item, to the places I go to and do other cool statistical information of my finances.
I was in a day program up until this summer for the last couple of years. In many of those cases, I went to places to try to hit on a girl. I never explicitly said that because I feared I would come off as doing sexist practices.  I poured maybe about $60 a quarter (per place) in the places I went to try to impress a girl. This ranged from going to the local used book store, to the local pizza joint, to the local Dunkin Donuts to anywhere to get a girl to like me.
What could even be worse is I have tried a new style going to those fancy preppy stores like Aeropostale, American Eagle or Abercrombie/Hollister, and to spend pretty pennies to only be mute when I try to hit on a girl. My definition of “hitting” or “flirting” maybe different from your definition. That I need to look up the impact
I know its really shallow of me to even mention that I had done these things for the sole sake of trying to impress a girl.
Like I said before, I am closing this unknown chapter of my life by the end of the year. No Discussion. I am doing it whether if people like it or not. My future for any relationships is OVAH!