I have so many regrets in my college life.

I haven’t experienced joining into an arts club, performing organization, athletic organization. I even missed watching big events in the school and failed to participate in the biggest move they conduct to make a change in the society. I haven’t enjoyed my college life and went into partying with my friends. I am not that serious, nerdy, geek-type of student who always got an A+ in every assigned work or activity in school. I even failed working diligently in my internship program, both in broadcasting and in print journalism. I haven’t visited the famous “tambayans” of my fellow college students, haven’t ate the cheapest food in the cafeteria, haven’t tasted the best and the worst street food offered just in front of the school.

I admit it. My college life is so boring. You don’t even want to make friends with me or else I world make your life as boring as counting sheep that will let you fall asleep. I hardly make many friends in the university. I am the type of person whom when you see my picture in the yearbook, you will say “oh! This person exists?” you only knew my name because it was printed in that glossy yearbook you have. My professors will also never remember my name, may be my surname because they are obligated to differentiate me from my other classmate whom I share the same surname. Probably because of that, they will remember me. I am not fond of talking to my teachers. I don’t even have the guts to went into their faculty room and ask for a consultation, for example, in my papers or research projects.

I am quiet and enjoy being alone but I dreamed of being with those people of my ages. To be able to communicate with them freely without any pretensions or whatsoever but still I can’t. Isn’t it ironic that I graduated mass communication and yet I’m not able to communicate well with other people? I have so many dreams of what should I do when I enter college but I failed on achieving those dreams. Time flies so fast and so are my dreams. I lost every opportunity that comes to me. Maybe I am so much busy thinking of what other people will say to me if they saw me doing this or that. Maybe I am so much busy of creating a nice image that will pass their standards and won’t let me become their object of disgust. 

Argh. I just wished I could turn back time and change everything I regret.