a man comes to a fork in the road...

There are so far only 2 things in my life that I absolutely regret. Obviously, every once in a while I'll think "GEEZ! I really wish I hadn't done that!", but as far as true regret goes, there have only been 2. I think I can add spring formal to that list now...Not that going was a bad thing and I regret it, but there was something I wanted to do while I was there, something I wanted to accomplish with one of my friends, and I never did...Why? Cause I'm a wuss who doesn't have enough guts to get in there and push through a potentially awkward situation to get to where I need to be. Nothing earth-shattering will happen because I didn't get out there and do it; no friendships will be lost or feelings be hurt...but there's something in me telling me that because I didn't just go up to the person and do what I'd been telling myself the whole night that I was going to do, I missed out on something huge. I don't know...That's what I hate and love about different avenues of action; once you choose one, you can never know how the other would have made things different. I guess we'll just wait and see what comes of not taking the inititive.