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Sigh. I wanted to go see my friend in Columbus this weekend, but fear stopped me from doing it. I know that my parents will say "no" to it, and even if they were to come along with me, it would ruin the first meeting with him. And now, I feel all kinds of bad about it. I really tried to sneakily meet up with him this weekend, but everything is ruined. I feel really awful. I can't lie about it. And it's really irritating when I am pressured into something that I cannot do. I tried to find ways that it could work, but I know my parents and my mentality well. Besides, I completely understand all sides of the story. My parents would be apprehensive with me meeting people off the Internet and all of that. He just wants to see me, and I know that he wouldn't harm me at all. He is a good guy, but still... our meeting will have to wait until everything is more low key. The lack of experience in driving also accounts for the fact that I can't drive there. Jesus Christ. I feel awful. Oh well. We shall meet eventually. Good things come to those who wait.

I'm guilty over a lot of things but right noww its cus i wouldnt give my cat his milk just a sec ago...he even bit me!!!

I feel guilty about many things. Although it was previously posted that guilt is indeed a waste of time, we're not perfect. We are not able to control whether or not we feel guilt.

A few years ago, my dad asked me to go outside and watch my dog while he fixed his car. I didn't go outside because I was too lazy to change out of my pajamas. After a few minutes, my dog ran out onto the street and got hit by a car. He died.

I couldn't cry back then, no matter how hard I tried. It was most likely the shock that prevented me from doing so. So now, every year on the anniversary of his death, I cry a lot. It's pathetic.

Although my friend hurt me a lot, after he stopped being friends with me, I went over chatlogs to figure out why. It seems that even though I tried to avoid it as much as possible, I was constantly dumping my problems onto him and being really.. Eh.. Mean?

I feel bad that even though I put him through more than he put me through, I still feel that he is somehow at fault. But I really miss him and want to be friends again.

I still feel sad every time I recall memories of the days that we were still friends. I can't even look at him when he passes by at school. I don't deserve to be able to think about him at all. I wish I could just forget everything about him, as he seems to have left his memories of me in the past.

I talk behind the backs of almost all my friends, and yet they all believe that I'm one of the kindest people they know. It's terrible, but I can't bring myself to tell them how I really am. I know how it feels not to have any friends, and I'm not going back there.

I used to lie impulsively. I wish I could take it all back, but I can't. I don't want to confront the issue and tell everyone the things that I lied about three years ago because it would just make things so unnecessarily awkward.

I tried to stop my friend from cutting by cutting "stop" into my arm, but it just ruined our friendship so much. We hardly talk anymore, let alone hang out.

Even though my mom has cancer and is really weak from the chemo, I still get angry at her for stupid reasons and hardly help around the house.

I want to become a psychiatrist so I can help people, but the closer I get to realizing that dream, the more I lose sight of my original cause. I used to love helping people, but it's really been bothering me how my friends dump their problems onto me and don't listen to mine in return. I hardly have a single outlet, so I resort to sleeping overexcessively.

I'm sitting here recalling all my stupid causes of guilt when I should be finishing one of my summatives. Even though I procrastinate so much, I somehow figure that I'll get it together for next year. Though I don't want to admit it, I can't see myself straightening up and getting rid of this terrible habit.

i made confusion to someone i care sweatdrop