What I love is the part where even my own family leaves me at home on a Saturday night with absolutely nothing to do. And, of course, no one invites me to do anything, as usual. Why would they? Even people who profess to be my friends don’t invite me anywhere, and if I tried to get something together, no one would come. I’m always the odd one out, the one cropped out of the picture. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to change that. I’m sure my grade has some party going on tonight, or something, and I’m doubly sure I was not invited.