I am envious of those who can go through life never regretting a thing. I regret a number of things in my life, namely how I've treated the people I love in the past and even in the present. And no matter how much I take an active role in trying to change the things I don't like about me, it still seems it's easier to conjure up profound and ambitious thoughts than it is to actually change my personality from being a total asshole to being not so much of one. Being truly broken is moving from being distraught to merely apathetic.
In other news, I've been admitted into UC Hastings. I'm now 3 for 3 (4 for 4 if my hunch about Seattle is correct). I just have to wait on Berkeley, UCLA, Duke, and Brooklyn. When all the responses are in, I'm going to have a nice long chat with myself and decide my next 3 years, where I'll be, and who I'll spend it with. It's a question that plagues me daily yet I simply don't have the capacity to answer. Sigh.