When I was younger, I believed I was destined to live my life as a hermit: this was in part due to my numerous failed friendships. While I am currently able to be the life of the party in certain social situations, I am still struggling with maintaining long-lasting friendships. I do not seem to possess what it takes to sustain a friendship. I meet people, get excited and have the best of intentions but something always seems to go wrong. Therefore as I look upon my present life, I wonder if my childhood prophecy was true. Am I destined to lack the ability to maintain long-lasting human interaction for the rest of my life? While I would like to save face by agreeing with that statement, the part of me that wishes I had 40 comments 5 minutes after I upload pictures onto facebook or wishes that I had several messages a day on my wall contradicts that statement. As I spend week 5 of working in what I have now come to acknowledge as the beautiful state of Minnesota, I realised today that I have neither received nor placed a single phone call from/to anyone. While I still cherish my alone time, as I contemplate the years going by, I am starting to wonder if maybe I need to put more effort into building and maintaining friendships. For, I don’t want to get older and realise that like an older lady in the dating pool, pickings for friends get very slim in ones old age.