Everyone has regrets. There isn't a soul alive who can go through life and claim there's nothing they wish to change about their past. They say hindsight is 20/20; how I wish foresight was too. It kills every soul at that epiphany of maturity to realize all the opportunities they've lost because of their immature times of yore.

Admittedly, I am one with the remorseful mass. The only thing that separates me from this crowd is that I have caught on early. I've realized my mistakes early, and I'm well on the road to fixing them. My lifestyle in the past used to be nonchalant when it came to learning. I was one of those kids who never picked up a good book; rather I was the one going out on a Saturday night. I did just enough to get by. I'd refrained from lending my ear in an...