ughwork
Getting home at 5AM after a night on campus working on an essay... knowing you have to wake up in a few hours to repeat the process again... is no fun.
The subject of regrets came up over dinner (well... 4AM Pho), in association with something else. But I got to thinking... as I often do... there's very little I regret in life. Most everything that's happened has made me who I am... and I'm certainly not perfect, but it'll do.
But there are some.
I regret not working hard enough in my first few years of University, being disillusioned with the whole 'school' thing and not knowing where I really wanted to go. I regret decisions I've made... not for how they've shaped me, but for what they've done to others.
There's not much else I can come up with, except your standard regrets concerning girls. Or one girl, in particular, right now. The usual... I regret not kissing her, the like.
Anyway, I must be off to sleep. Up in four hours to do more work. Huzzah!
