After reading this article, I couldn’t help but reflect on my own regrets. “I wish I had …” “If I could go back in time, I would have …” ”What if …” At the age of 19, a sophomore in the college, I could fill a book with all of my regrets. Most of them are trivial things that don’t really matter but sometimes, when I get one of those spontaneous philosophical moments, I think about the ambiguities of the future and the many regrets it could possibly hold. What if I don’t do well in college? What if my GPA and LSAT isn’t high enough to get into a good law school? What if I end up poor, living in a tiny apartment, scrounging and struggling every day just to pay the month’s rent? I can picture the “What ifs” flying around my head like little gnats. I suppose that’s what keeps me going: the constant fear of regret. I don’t want to end up on the streets. I want to make something of myself. I want to be someone. Ideally, in ten years, I’ll be traveling the world as a successful international corporate lawyer. Perhaps I’ll have become a smooth talker like Harvey Spector, for all you Suits fans (if you didn’t know already, Suits is a legal drama produced by USA; I encourage you to watch it!). Unfortunately, life always puts a damper on dreams. Although I enjoy fantasizing about the perfect future and I hope that one day it’ll come true, I am extremely pragmatic. My main focus at the moment is working hard because the only way to get anywhere in this world is to do just that. At least, if I do this, I won’t regret not having tried my best in college. I know it’s a bit cliche but it’s the truth. Work hard to ensure a better, brighter future. For now, that’s all we can do.