Blog challenge day 5: What are 6 things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done?
Wow-this is a hard one. Besides the ultimate wish of having my dad back, I don't have too many regrets or things I wish I wouldn't have done. I somehow came up with a few though so here goes!
1. I wish I would have applied to dental hygiene school more than once.
- Although I love what I am doing now, I have always had a deep passion for teeth (weird, I know!) and for being a dental hygienist. Dental hygiene programs are very competitive, only accept a handful of students each year, and I knew this when I was applying. I had excellent grades and applied to 5 different schools in Texas and got rejection letters from all 5. Grrr...I was always told to apply again but I was so over being in school that I just wanted to graduate already. Now that I have to work, it's highly impossible to do the dental hygiene program AND work so as for now, I will just have to come to terms with my decision. I'm perfectly content with where I am now but maybe one day I will apply again...
- Gggoooddd I loved that car. Although it was somewhat expensive and guzzled gas like NO OTHER, I was STUPID for selling it. I sold it for less than half of what I bought it for and it was only a year old. It had everything except wings. The heated seats kept me warm in the winter and the navigation kept me from getting lost every time I pulled out of the driveway. The t.v.'s kept my passengers entertained and the back up cam prevented me from backing into, oh, everything. It was simply fabulous and I miss it SO much.
This was my baby. Her name was Tina.3. I wish I would have never cut my hair.
- I'm kicking myself in the arse for telling my hairdresser at the time "I want my hair cut like Kristen's from Laguna Beach." Barf. I hated it. It looked awful and it's taken for-ever to grow back.
- I LOVE brunettes and brown hair. It's just gawgess...but on other people...not me. Sure my hair was super silky and shiny but I looked like Powder. It completely washed me out and I honestly feel like it took my personality away. SOOO...a year and a half later, I finally became a blonde again. Thank. Goodness.
- Although it seems like not that big of a deal to most people, me breaking my ankle was the cause of a lot of my fears. Fear of doctors, hospitals, surgeries, IV's, allergic reactions, and most of all, the fear of playing a sport I spent my entire life playing and loving. I must admit, I was pretty darn good at softball. I mean, I played it for 12 years, which wouldn't have been possible if I were terrible at it. The two surgeries I had also caused two terrible scars, bad spider veins, loss of almost all my muscle tone in one leg, and worst of all, my version of a kankle. Yes, I have one kankle. Well, my idea of a kankle anyway and I hate it. I would have seriously considered a short wedding dress if it weren't for good ol' "kanks".
- I just thought he would have known how much it would mean for him to come. I know-he's a guy and things like this aren't important to guys but I'm only getting married once and it would be nice if he participated...I mean...he's only walking me down the aisle. I also know the UT/OU game is important but when you go to every singe UT game and you attend the UT/OU game every year, you can miss one measly football game. I mean, they aren't looking all that great anyways. Sorry-that was mean but my feelings are pretty shot and I think it's a little ridiculous that my mother is on his side about it. ((Stephanie, you may not step down from your soap box...)) But...