Regrets

I was reading a friend's MySpace profile and on it was the question: "Do you have any regrets?" This got me thinking. Do I have any regrets? Yeah, I do. But only one. The missed opportunities are the hardest. If I wasn't for fear and respect, I may have taken that road. The worst thing about it is the what ifs that remain. But what can you do?

What does this sound like?

Here I am in Miami for my 5th semester of medical school. I'm rooming with 2 guys: one named Ryan and an engineer/computer geek. Sound familiar? It should. This was the same set up as freshman year of Messiah. The only difference is that the computer geek is a Asian kid from Canada named Huy and Ryan is a combination of Ryan Watson and Ryan Bedell; plus the whole med school thing. But this is a fun crew. I'm just so glad to be off Dominica and back in the States.