So earlier today I wrote this lengthy blog about my frustrations with whole weight issues and Bridget Jones's Diary. Due to some tragic glitch in the network, though, my blog was lost and I then got too lazy to type it all out again and so I decided to check out some websites about BJD and wound up very distracted by multiple pictures of Colin Firth. I now feel the need to watch multiple parts of Pride & Prejudice.
I also ranted about something else, though: regrets. This line of thinking came from the talk back feature of Becca's blog. I stand by my statement that no matter what a person does, regrets will ensue. For the vast majority of the time, those will be short-term regrets. But they are inevitable. Probably the best decision of my life was to go to college at Gettysburg. At the time, though, I had a ton of misgivings, and when I first got to college, I had a whole ton of regrets. Four years later, I have none; it was back then that I did. I will be happy if, when I get old, I can look back and say that I don't have any regrets. As of right now, I don't (well, I do, but I don't count them because they're things like, "I regret that we moved from Connecticut"; it's not like I had a say in that). Regret, like change, is inevitable. We can only hope that our short-term regrets don't become long-term regrets.
Anyway, can anyone out there make it be 5? Or better yet, make it be tomorrow at 5? I really just want to go home, put on flannel pajama bottoms and a sweatshirt, and do nothing. Please?
Current song in my head:
"Kiss Me" by Sixpence None the Richer