Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regret. Show all posts
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Unblinking
After looking the past directly in the eyes and allowing myself to face whatever reaction I might have to what I saw there, I can honestly say that I regret nothing.
Labels:
change,
conclusion,
freedom,
past and present,
reactions,
reaffirmations,
regret,
the unknown
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, August 3, 2007
Money Is Tight But That Is No Excuse For Shoddy Cookery
To the truly delightful ziti that I subjected to freezer burned broccoli and 'zesty cheese sauce' (that, truth be told, had probably lost its zest before leaving my mother's freezer): you deserved more than this abysmal fate and you have my sincere apologies.
Labels:
dorkiness,
food/beverage,
moments of sorrow,
open letter,
regret
Sunday, April 15, 2007
I Wish That Things Were Different
Whenever I listen to songs about relationships between fathers and daughters or between mothers and daughters I always get amazingly sad - moved to tears.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
I Wish Things Were Different
I don't want to miss out on the festivities but after everything, I don't know how comfortable I would be going over there.
Labels:
change,
comfort,
futility,
holidays,
interactions,
moments of sorrow,
mother,
overwhelmed,
parents,
patience,
regret,
unfortunate truths
Monday, April 2, 2007
I Was Starting At The Sky, Just Looking For A Star
I wish that I had more time.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
I Lost My Head Again
Around nine o'clock tonight, I realized that it was Thursday and not only have I not done this week's homework but I've been neglecting my blog.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Can Humans Do What Prophets Say?
I feel that I was born to live a life of great purpose, but the thought, "Is this all there is? Is this truly what I was set forth to accomplish?" only strikes me when I am doing nothing at all to work towards that end result due to lack of motivation or lack of time.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Defeatest
I'm always afraid of getting excited about something for fear of it not working out.
Labels:
fear,
futility,
irony,
plans,
regret,
thoughts,
unfortunate truths,
world view
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Retrospective Regret
No one should ever be sick on their birthday, but that doesn't stop me from wishing that I'd taken the (albeit small) gift to her when I was informed that she was feeling better.
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