Up and down. Fucking see-saw day. Boyfriend was trying to put his laptop under the couch and started raging because there was a writing pad in the way, so he threw the pad across the room. I called him out on it and he gave me the excuse of "This hasn't been the most productive or good night for me" and when I told him my night sucked too and that was no excuse, he just told me to let it slide.
Found out my sister's boyfriend has a spare ticket to the Flight of the Conchords show in my city. Feel like an idiot for thinking it was free. He wants $50 for it. I can do that but I feel like he won't want to give it to me.
And last night I half-jokingly suggested that my flatmate (S) and our friend H should date last night. H got pissed off at me for suggesting it, and S brought it up today, asking me not to initiate a repeat of last night, and now thinks H sees her as worthless scum.
I feel like crap. So close to burning. I fucking hate myself and I hate my life a lot of the time. Nothing I can do until I get therapy I guess. Keep feeling like I'm gonna do something wrong.
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