My fault

Well, today I screwed up.

I went to a friend's birthday party. That's all fine, right? Except my other friend and my sister both weren't invited. Well, my sister was, but I kinda didn't want her to come. So I came home from the party, feeling great and happy, and K is inside crying on the couch.

This is all my fault.

I almost felt like offloading the blame on someone else, like my friend not following through and making sure she was coming, or their car not having enough seats to drop everyone else, but they were just excuses. It's all my fault.

And over the past few days whenever I see my other friend, she keeps on dropping little hints like, Why do you get invited to her party and I don't? and, You like her more than me! which is just not fair, but it makes me feel terrible and awful that my friend didn't invite both of us or I forced my friend to invite both of us.

Keyboard mash of anger: po'i;ukyfjtdhregsafwdszvxcvbnj,

And I get to see the uninvited friend tomorrow. So that should be just dandy.