JB proposes, his 'Friends' disposes

People never believe that i can be busy. Whenever my friends have asked for my presence, I hav made sure that i did'nt disappoint them. But i too have my proirities... I have dreams ... and these dreams are not what everyone can dream of. I am not a common soul. I know I am destined for something big... I can feel it within myself... But such things cannot come on a silver plate, waiting for me. I have to toil for it. I have to fight for it. It is such a strange thing , I never got anything without a fight (now 'fight' here means a struggle) . But i am drifting away from what i want to say. Its about my dear friends. I sometimes feel that they just take me for granted. I donno why i feel so. I love them, yet i feel this way. I am invited only when i cannot go because of prior commitments. Whenever I can, everyone's relatives fall sick. The most interesting thing about this part is that the people who were most anxoius to come (atleast thats how they make it sound), encounter most unexpected tragedies. And when 'my friends' have a ball without me, since i could not come, keep telling me i missed such a nice moment. What must I tell them? I would have loved to come, or they wouldn't have loved if I had come!