May 29th, 2009
The More things Change the More they Remain the Same
My feelings are hurt. Okay maybe I'm being a baby but I'm the only one not invited. You invited Daisy, understandable considering she's your "best" friend (even if that's not what she says) but inviting Ella? Ella? Ella who you poke fun at. Ella who while we all have lunch together everyday -- Ella? You've known her for 10 years but we all work together. Still feel like the only kid who didn't get the party invitation. Or worse the day in fourth grade when Daniel was handing out the mini Sugar Daddys and I was next in line but he crossed over to the other desk and gave Shelia O'Hannon the last one. Sheila who every boy had a crush on. God that hurt. And here I am almost 53 years old and feel the same hurt and anger as I did back then. Kids can be cruel. Adults moreso, they've had more practice.