Plasma.

Tried to donate plasma today. Same thing happened that happened 3 years ago. My veins are too small. What does that even.....why? Ugh. I guess I'm not meant to have money today. I never understand God's plans but if something doesn't work out, it always works out. "Do u know what I'm sayin'? So shit, man. Fuck it." -The 40 Year Old Virgin

Anyway. I'm not gonna cry about it. I needed to get out of the house. And besides.. I'm thankful for all the struggles I went through. It sounds cheesy when people say it makes you stronger, but it really does. I had nothing, not just at one point, but many times. No job, no car, not really a place to call home. I know how to make a dollar last. I know how to survive on noodles and tuna. I don't need a lot. Its nice to have things, if you can afford them, but I'm not gonna freak out when it's two days before payday and all there is in the fridge is celery (from a previous post). I know what it's like to have nothing, so I don't worry about anything anymore.

I used to be jealous of people who could always lean on Mommy and Daddy when times got hard. But now I almost feel bad for them. What would a spoiled kid do if they lost their home or car? What would they do if they had to make $20 last a week? I'll tell you what I'd do: Take my ass to McDonald's and get a couple McChickens. Then chug a gallon of water to fill up. People need to learn how to live with the basics. ;)