Time flies so fast, it's worse than a missile

Whoa, I can't believe a year has already come and passed. Can you?
It seems like yesterday that I was starting my junior year of high school. And yet here I am, twelfth grade and a lot of dreams and preoccupations in my little beaten bag.
I feel like life is going by so fast. Seriously. Whenever I say this out loud, some older people glares at me and tells me I'm still young. But that doesn't help at all, honestly.
I'm already seventeen, and do you know how many things I could have done by this age? And yet I haven't. There's just so. many. things that I could've done and I haven't. And I know I supposedly still have a looot of time to do them, but what if doing them sometime before would've been better?
Or what if I don't get another chance?

What if I die tomorrow (just hypothetically), what about it?
Aaah. And it's even useless to worry about it because there's not even time for regrets in this life. Having regrets is stupid. The past is the past, this is the present and you gotta move on. That's what I always tell myself. Although sometimes it's hard to stay true to those words.

What about you? Is there something you wish you'd done but you didn't? Do you have some regrets, or are you happy with your life? Do you intend to make up for something you've kept away for way too long?


Elena