Maybe they thought I would hear it from someone who was directly invited and just figured I'd come that way. Maybe I don't like the TV show. Maybe they need a night away from me. All perfectly understandable. So why am I thinking so much on it?
I guess I just don't want to be replaced. My friends now hang out with my other group of friends. They're not even friends without me! Oh, god, I sound so high school.
But don't give up yet, dear reader. There is a point to my Dawson's Creek-like, thirteen year old bitching. It doesn't bother me.
Perhaps there was a time when an event like this bothered me. But now I have a larger grasp on life and things like this just don't really affect me, nor should they ever have. I got plenty of work done, ate a delicious dinner, didn't feel like I wasted the night, and still love my friends as much as I did yesterday.