I'm jealous of pretty girls. I can get rid of SA but there's no escaping the fact that I'll never be one of them. I'm jealous of people who have found love and are in happy relationships. I'm jealous of people who are...well...liked. This guy I used to work with had a pizza party thrown for him with cake, snacks, and lots of hugs before he left the job. Managers and co-workers went on and on about how much they loved him and were going to miss him. He only worked there a few freaking months! He was a really nice guy and I liked him too, but jeez...being at that little party made me feel like ****. I want to be liked and missed by people like that, but people don't like me. They tolerate me. I wouldn't be surprised if my co-workers threw a pizza party after I left the company in celebration of not having to deal with me anymore.