7:39 p.m. - 12 March 2003
R is for Regret
R is for regret
There are a lot of things I regret in my life. Some of them I swore I never would, but people change.
I regret not trying to keep in touch with some of the people I knew in Winnsboro.
I regret flat-out cheating on a project my freshman year of high school (I woke up in a cold sweat one night, actually, scared to death that my teacher would know I hadn't done the interview like we were supposed to and I just lied and said I had. Possibly the only time in my life I prayed like I meant it).
I regret not being a better friend in high school.
I regret not actually telling the guy I had a major crush on my freshman year that I liked him that way (nope, different guy than in the V entry).
I regret acting like such a stalker with that guy.
I regret losing contact with my Guvie friends.
I regret not paying attention in Western Culture or Botany. Mostly. Sometimes. Okay, mostly I regret that they hurt my GPA. Stupid grades.
I regret not getting some of my college notes back.
I regret some of my more drunken actions at theatre parties.
I regret not asking for more pay at my first job after graduation.
I regret most of my year in graduate school, from both a scholastic and a personal point of view.
I regret the teal carpet in much of our house.
I regret that my husband lost his trust in me.
I regret not doing a better job at the law school and leaving such a disaster behind.
I regret not being perky enough to be considered for the medical staff coordinator position.
I regret living so damn far away from most of my friends.
I regret not doing a better job of hiding my boredom in my current position. I might still have internet access if I had, although I may not have gotten such a good recommendation from the CEO, either (she was well aware of my boredom, and I think that's why she wasn't at all hesitant to let me go. Plus, I think it gave her more ammunition against my current boss).
I regret buying the cheap pantyhose the last time I was at K-Mart. They ran the first time I wore them.
I regret not spending more time with the birds.
I regret not being in better shape before we went to Disney World (believe me, I regretted that even more at the time).
I regret not being a better housekeeper (but I'm working on that one, I swear).
Mostly, right at this minute, I regret that my glass of Diet Dr Pepper and Stoli Vanil is empty. I can fix that. Some of these other things are unfixable, and I have to live with the consequences.
This has been an entry for AlphaBytes. I'm working my way through the alphabet backwards just because I can.
