Feeling Bad with a New Point of View

The more I think about it, the more I start to feel bad for Jaime and Ken for having to put up with me.

All those times when I never really was much fun, all those conversations where I would add in my two cents but still have no clue what the hell they are talking about, all those moments that I enjoyed just because I was in the company of people I like.

All they were to them was a kind of slow social torture. A kind of semi-waste of time, at least on their part.

Yes, I believe I am that boring.