I hate California

I wish I could magically produce some friends. Or at least someone to call me on a Friday night. I asked two people if they wanted to hang out tonight. One of them said no and the other ignored me completely. So it's 8:30 at night and I'm stuck at home wondering where my friends are. It looks like my big night will be a hot bath and not much else. I wonder if I never knew I had no life and no friends because I had school to keep me blinded. Now that I don't have that or a job, I realize I don't have friends either. Stupid California. I hate it here. Everyone is so self-absorbed and two faced and doesn't ever say what they mean. They just say enough to make you shut up and then go hang out with someone cooler than you. And my cool points are severely depleted. I'm too old and not pretty enough or rich enough to fit in and have people want to be around me.