Why Wasn’t I Invited?

9 Nov

Dane Cook has this thing about relationships.

When you don’t have love, it’s like there’s a party going on, and everybody was invited, except for you. And you just happened to be walking by that house in the rain… (sigh) “I wasn’t invited to this party.” But then, once you’re IN love, that’s like being inside that party, going “Where’s my jacket? I wanna get outta here. where’s my jacket? I been to this party six years and I wanna see other parties! Where’s my jacket. Someone shit on the coats. I think someone shit on, about, or around the coats.”

Alright so he’s coming at it from a different perspective.  He’s been in 6-year long parties before and I have not.  I’m currently walking past the party on the way to work in the pouring rain holding a ton of homework and everyone I know is inside the party…making out with someone.

I don’t want to complain.  But I’d really appreciate an invitation every once in a while.

So for now I’ll just tell myself to shut up and believe. 

That’s an acceptable response to sadness right?

One Response to “Why Wasn’t I Invited?”

  1. Cheerup November 9, 2010 at 2:51 am #

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