I'm going to fail at this 30 Day Blog Challenge. Why? Because it's a Saturday night, I just got home, drunk as can be, and my first thought walking through the door was "Shit! I didn't do my blog post for the day!"
Well, it's 11:52, and I don't know if this will get posted in time to make it for February 12, so if I'm a few minutes late, please don't be mad.
What's a better subject to discuss when you've had a few drinks than your regrets in life? No subject exists. That's why today's question seems fitting for my current state: Do you have any regrets?
I couldn't agree with this question any more than I already do. Fucking regrets. I don't like to have any, but doesn't everyone have some at one point or another? Let me tell you right now what my biggest regret is at this moment: a relationship that never came to be.
Hey. I can be a douchebag at times. I won't argue with you about it. But let me tell you, I probably have missed out on several opportunities that could've been great if I wouldn't have been such a fucking weirdo. So listen: if any of you happening to read this right now think this pertains to you, it probably does.
Are you impressed so far with my correct grammar and typing ability? Well, you should be. Even though the words on my screen right now look like some kind of blurry mess, I'm still able to tell when I'm typing something out in an incorrect way. So fucking appreciate that. I'm doing it for you.
Anyway, I'm thinking about where I was last year at this time. Things were going spectacularly well for me... I couldn't have been happier! So why, when things happen to be going so well for me, does an opportunity arise for me to screw everything up? That's what I want to know. Also, I'd like to know why this blogging site doesn't offer auto-correct, because I'm about to quit correcting my typing mistakes. It's tedious.
ANYWAY, a big regret of mine happened nearly a year ago, right before spring arrived. I haven't thought about it in forever and a day, but every now and then, it'll pop into my head for some reason. Alcohol usually helps this occur.
But I've come such a long way! So much has happened since then, and there's no reason to dwell on it, but what are you supposed to do with regrets other than dwell on them? Hey, listen, if I was perfect, I wouldn't even have anything to say about this right now, but alas! I'm not! I do always try to think about "regrets" as learning experiences, however, and I don't ever wish that they never occurred, because now, I know better. (Except for maybe this time -- I wish it hadn't occurred because I think my life might be a tad different and better right now, but that's not too important, you see.)
If time passes and this certain regret proves itself useful, then it will no longer be a regret, but a "hey, I'm glad you happened" sort-of event, and all will be right in the world. If you've had a feeling such as this at one point or another, then hey, I hope that by reading this post, I've completely confused you by my drunken ramblings and frustrated you in the same way that I'm frustrated because I have no clue to this day if this regret was worth it or not.
NO MORE FOR A WHILE! I can't take it! I mean, shit.
I'm going to bed.
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