Might sound like whining, but I don't give a rats ass. It's my blog. I'll write what I want.
Anyway, you know when a group of people decide to go do or see something? An activity, with people, that on all accounts you should totally be invited to? Except you are not. And you don't even know this is happening until they day it is happening? Yeah. Whatever. Didn't want to go anyway (so fucking did. so fucking did).
It is what it is. What's done is done. But it stings. A little. Actually? A lot. Kinda makes me sad.