sometimes life makes me want to throw up. specifically other people's lives. take boy C. boy C and girl A are dating. If I'm correct in my estimations they haven't been dating for very long. Facebook status updates are always "i love girl A forever gaga ga," and "boy C is the best man for me ever ga gaga." Don't know why it bothers me, it certainly shouldn't. Maybe I'm bitter about other people's happiness cause I'm uncertain about mine? We go through periods of unlove in our lives. We'll be very happy, get along all the time, love being around each other. Then other times we are the opposite. We can't stand being around each other, everything we do the other finds something wrong with. Take the other night for example. He had folded laundry by himself. Perfect, right? I got mad at him for putting his shirts in with my pile. I believe bitch is the proper term for me. We think we spend too much time together during those "happy" parts and then get sick of each other. I hope we don't get really sick of each other, imagine how that would turn out twenty years from now. I'm donating my plasma today. A little nervous. The staff there are incredible unpleasant, my first time I got sick. Most of all, I have had a nerve hit with a needle going in my skin before. But for now I'm just irritated with my client being up so early. She's not even my client, but her staff will most likely be late, like always. Its only seven and I'm already having a bad day. I should learn to sleep better.