Frustrating

Donna: You're not saying much.     
The Doctor: No, it's just— It's a funny old life. In the TARDIS.
Donna: You don't want me.     
The Doctor: I'm not saying that.     
Donna: But you asked me. would you rather be on your own?     
The Doctor: No. Actually no. But. The last time, with Martha—like I said, it got complicated. And that was all my fault. I just want a mate.     
Donna: You just want to mate?!     
The Doctor: I just want a mate. 
Donna: Well you're not mating with me, sunshine!     
The Doctor: A mate! I just want a mate.   
The Friend Zone. Been there Donna. The difference is that she wanted that. And Second Guy is a huge Doctor Who fan, even dresses like him sometimes, and when I watched this, I saw our conversations.
    
Donna: Well it's just as well, because I'm not having any of that nonsense. I mean you're just a long streak of... nothing! Alien nothing.     
The Doctor: There we are then. 

This last bit where she's talking about how thin he is makes me laugh. I understand that one, too. I've always said I couldn't date a man who was too thin--I'd hate to look like the number 10 when standing next to him.

I think, out of all the Companions, I relate most to Donna. Stumbling through life, trying her best, but not getting very far...until some day, everything falls into place and her true worth comes shining through...

Maybe some day I'll be the most important woman in the universe, too. At least to someone.

It's so very frustrating to have so much to offer, but no one seems to want it.