My friend just got convicted of drunk driving but to tell the truth he was passed out and I switched seats after I crashed. He's driven drunk before and was caught more than once. I have a clean record. I could lose my job. I have more to lose than he does, and he takes it in stride. He doesn't even think it's a big deal, but I still feel bad. I wonder if I should tell him and let him decide if I tell the cops or just keep it to myself.

He's 24 tomorrow. Yay for birthdays. I won't see him, I can't. - school stuff. Everything bugs me. I hate that he did in the end bail on me. He'll come the end of this month though, or atleast he said so. I'm jealous of all my friends relationships. They all seem more loving and far more convinient, not to mention beneficial. It feels like I could never be with him like it is, I couldn't live without having him there either though. I like that he accepts me and thinks I'm okay as I am, I wish it felt like I meant more to him though. Offers still open for my best friend. I guess I should decide what I want. Time might be running out. It feels like what I want is impossible though. Could anyone ever love me? The worlds fuzzy. Not in a pretty fizz way. Not talking to my Mom even - she picked her boyfriend over me for stuff again. I dunno, everything seems pointless. First exam tomorrow, just feels like a beginning of an end.

What I've admitted on here has been the truth. I finally owned up to our friend and asked if there was anything between us I should know about. He said I was not exactly unattractive but that no there was nothing else going to happen like it did last semester. I'm glad we both came to this conclusion. Though now, it feels wierd talking to him a bit. Oh well. . . life goes on, and I'm still with the man who holds my heart, fragile as it is, in his hands and who I want to marry. Even though that in and of itself scares the living daylights out of me. I'm 21. Funny how we females sometimes grow up playing house, but when it comes to that job in reality . . .it scares us. Or at least me. . . hmm maybe that's why I was such a tomboy growing up . . . heck even now.

He's getting married. I introduced him to his bride to be, I told him she liked him and told her he liked her and told them to get on with it, I decorated her welcome back party, I cooed over the ring, and I keep smiling. It. Fucking. Hurts. It still hurts he left me. It still hurts he's marrying someone else. Every time he touches her I feel like it should be me, every time he looks at her with love in his eyes I remember him looking at me like that. But I keep pretending I'm oh-so-okay with the whole thing, and oh-so-happy for them, and I'm oh-so-over the whole damn thing. And I am trying to be. Sometimes I feel alright with the whole thing. But every so often it just slaps me in the face and I can feel the gaping hole inside me and I'm crying again. It's been two and half years, shouldn't I be okay by now?

How far does it have to go until it's full on cheating? How do you live with yourself?

I work for a franchise owner for a McFast Food Restaurant. My superiors regularly ignore my complaints about how managers are defrauding our minimum wage employees by changing their clock-in and clock out times. EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH THEIR TIME CARDS CLOSELY! I PRAY FOR A LAWSUIT!

my boyfriend fancies, and flirts, with my best mate in front of me. she doens't fancy him. i won't dump him because i really like him, and believe he likes me. besides i can't prove it anyway. she's prettier than me, and funnier. good job she doesn't like him. he also tells her all about our relationship. just typing this has just this second made me realise that he probably does fancy her and it wasn't just a paranoid idea. oh dear. i still won't dump him.

I know I have a problem, I spend to much time trying to get back at people, and I have these huge walls I put around myself. The only person I let in is My boyfriend. But sometimes I think he is careless and gives out information to freely, putting us both in a bad position. And as a consequnce I have to pick up the slack and clean everything up. I'm at the point of not caring anymore and shuting everyone out all together. So what should I do?