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High school was actually pretty great for me.
In my sophomore year (my first; we ran 10-12) I suppose that at the time I would've had regrets. Once I got on the pom squad, I regretted trying out because I didn't fit in with the somewhat shallow other pommers. And because I DID fit in with the drama club. But once the season was over I was even more happy to join drama - I appreciated it more.
At the time, I might've regretted not asking my crush to homecoming my sophomore year - but I ended up dating him for two years, anyway, and instead I spent a great bonding night with girls who are still friends today.
In the years following high school, I might've regretted that two-year relationship because I was quite hurt when it ended. But the perspective of time has certainly shown that everything was as it should have been. He encouraged me to be a director. I encouraged him to go to the school where he met the love of his life. And then I went to that school and met someone, too. Someone who eventually made me want to flee as far away as I possibly could - to a little town called Los Angeles, where I met Tom, and all of you. So I don't even regret that.
Perhaps I don't regret much because the bad often leads to the good. Even the more goal-based regrets (for instance, have only lost a little weight so far, have not finished my screenplay) aren't so bad because one can work to change those - and I am.
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