#Noragrets

I have been told by many older girls in my dorm that prep fall is the most regrettable part of their lives. I’ve heard tales of stupid crushes, terrible EPs and awkward romances (that last about six days, tops.) So with fall officially in full bloom, it makes me wonder: what will I regret?Will I regret making so many innuendo-laced comments? Certainly not. I’ve made those since I entered kindergarten and look at me now! I’m at Exeter!Will I regret talking to boys? Never! Not me! I’m basically the smoothest person I know! Every boy with the invaluable pleasure of speaking with me will surely remember it for the rest of his life. After all, I don’t force my friends to call me “The Romance Ninja” for nothing!Will I regret signing up for way too many clubs? Nah, I’m fine with being on the email list for Exeter Jewish Community (even though I’m not Jewish) and American Belly Dancing Society. After all, I’ve heard Shabbat dinner has good food and maybe bellydancing will add the spice to my life that I’ve been lacking all this time. Plus, anything is better than experiencing the look of disappointment from your dear friend when you don’t sign up for the club they co-head. Who cares if I can’t code? I’m sure I can learn to faster than that ten-year-old I’m tutoring now.