When I was ten or nine I said I told my teacher I was suicidal just to get out of class, I was a dick back then haha.
Now I'm one of the better students in my year, amazing how things can change.
I was sitting behind a small, not very popular kid at school and I kept poking him to annoy him because his reactions are way over the top, and at the sight of these over reactions, I began to annoy him more and more and more, and then from out of no where he jumps up in the air and shouts "FUCK YOU" and stabs me in the ear with a pencil.
I also, when I was young in the nativity play at school, I randomly started shouting the words at the tops of my lungs like "WE THREE KINGS FROM ORIENTER"
I was a horrible, horrible child. I was bullied, and briefly became a bully. I still hate myself for what I did to my friends and colleagues to this day.
Being pissed at my dad i ran up to my room and did some stuff for school becaus i had to then my mum came up my room and tryd to hug me i pushed her off and said i was busy she was sad the rest of the day :saddowns:
In kindergarden I twisted some kids arm.
Also watching watching the Star Wars prequels
Also, this guy was being racist to one of my good friends (We were both 9 at the time) and was calling him things like "Poo face" because of the color of his skin and what not' and my friend was in tears so I picked up some safety scissors and slashed the racist guys arm - I got a detention and he got a suspension, but he saw me on my bike when I was 10 (He left the school because he thought being suspended for racism was mean) and shouted "You wank" (Or something that doesn't make sense) and now whenever I see him, he and his chav friends all look at me weirdly
when i was about 6, my dad wanted to teach me how to golf, he wanted it be a suprise.
he bought a little golf set and a dug a few holes in the garden, my mom wasn't so happy about that.
anyway, after spending like 120 euros and digging 5/6 holes in the lawn, my dad came up to me and said: " hey little buddy , i got a suprise for you!"
he told me to close my eyes and hold his hand.
when he got to the back yard, he said: " ok open your eyes, now!"
i looked around and saw the holes, i din't really understand it.
while my dad handed my a putter he said: "let me teach you some golf son"
i looked at him, was quiet for a few seconds.
then i yelled: "I DON'T WANNA PLAY STUPID GOLF!" and ran inside
now i still regret this and never made it up to my dad...
Not going on a date with this one girl
[QUOTE=FreddiRox!;26138737]Also, this guy was being racist to one of my good friends (We were both 9 at the time) and was calling him things like "Poo face" because of the color of his skin and what not' and my friend was in tears so I picked up some safety scissors and slashed the racist guys arm - I got a detention and he got a suspension, but he saw me on my bike when I was 10 (He left the school because he thought being suspended for racism was mean) and shouted "You wank" (Or something that doesn't make sense) and now whenever I see him, he and his chav friends all look at me weirdly[/QUOTE]
Lol that's ridiculous that someone would hold a grudge about something that happened in childhood.
- Cracking that Kids head open.
- Never Taking Handwriting Lessons with my Granddad
- Not turning round to the kid who got me to move school and destroying him
- Never Socialising
- Never Exercising (Im not that fat, Just abit overweight and it sucks)
- Hitting that Bitch Teacher with a Chair
- Not wanting to learn or do anything with my life (still like this)
- Not learning to Fight
- Existing
[QUOTE=Zenpod;26138977][b]- Cracking that Kids head open.[/b]
- Never Taking Handwriting Lessons with my Granddad
- Not turning round to the kid who got me to move school and destroying him
- Never Socialising
- Never Exercising (Im not that fat, Just abit overweight and it sucks)
- Hitting that Bitch Teacher with a Chair
- Not wanting to learn or do anything with my life (still like this)
- Not learning to Fight
- Existing[/QUOTE]
what
When i was a kid i was outside of my house waiting to go to church.
My mom insisted on us going, and my brother and I hated it, since it was just 2 hours of sitting and listening to stuff that we had no interest in.
Anyhow, i was outside just kicking rocks around in our gravel parking lot behind our apartment, and i accidentally kicked one hard enough for it to rocket up and hit the back window of our neighbors car.
It put a small hole in the back window and i freaked out.
My mom came out shortly after and i ran and silently got in the car.
We drove off to church and i was just looking back at the rear window hole that was about a quarter sized hole and not saying anything.
I'm sure i was ghost-white from fear that i was going to get arrested for being a bad kid.
So, the 2 longest hours of church ever finally pass, and my mom stops at the Chinese restaurant on the way home to get our lunch.
We drive home and it's now been about 2 and a half, almost 3 hours.
We get home and the small quarter sized hole has turned into a hole big enough for a grown man to crawl through.
Had i been younger i would have shit myself...instead i just stared in horror.
Later that day she came over and knocked on our door asking if we knew anything about it.
I lied and said i had no idea, and hadn't seen anything.
She moved with her family a few months later, and i felt terrible about it for a while.
[QUOTE=Zenpod;26138977]- Cracking that Kids head open.
- Never Taking Handwriting Lessons with my Granddad
- Not turning round to the kid who got me to move school and destroying him
- Never Socialising
- Never Exercising (Im not that fat, Just abit overweight and it sucks)
- Hitting that Bitch Teacher with a Chair
- Not wanting to learn or do anything with my life (still like this)
- Not learning to Fight
- Existing[/QUOTE]
you...MONSTER!
I can speak for everyone when I say:
"Not talking to that girl very much, and ultimately chickening out"
Helping an arsonist escaping the crimescene, got me 200hours of unpaid gardening.
[QUOTE=nikomo;26125292]Acquisition of my first computer.
That day, my life expentancy dropped by 60 years.[/QUOTE]
This.
Although I don't regret not choosing other paths that were open at the time. :smile:
you all know the worst thing you all did as kids was register on facepunch
Or finding out there's huge amounts of porn available on the internet.
I regret hanging out with some people. I also regret going out with this one slut when I was like 15. I'm getting pissed off just thinking about her.
[QUOTE=Hardpoint Nomad;26135688]I regret joining facepunch
I regret coming to the thread and posting.
I regret letting you guys get to me and shoot me down.
Thanks facepunch for the wonderful depression you have ensued on me.
:smith:[/QUOTE]
Maybe you should care about the people that clearly care about you, such as, I don't know, your parents?
Think of how much time they've invested into your life and you just say "I don't care about them or anyone else."
I hope you enjoy your wonderful depression.
I played much with cap guns and shit, and I belived it when my dad told me that guns front sight is there to protect you from shrapnel. He denies it when I tell him he told me such shit.
[QUOTE=Fatfatfatty;26139059]what[/QUOTE]
I spun him around and Slammed him straight into a concrete post
I regret playing catch with a hamster at my friends house, who was looking after the hamster for some one else. I threw it up, it hit the roof, then the floor. Can't stop remembering it :(
[editline]18th November 2010[/editline]
Another thing I regret is for some reason one day and I had the uncontrollable urge to kneel down on the floor and look up this girls skirt who I really liked (and still do, despite not really knowing her any more). I got caught by a teacher and watched one of my friends laughing at me while she told me off.
[QUOTE=Zenpod;26139727]I spun him around and Slammed him straight into a concrete post[/QUOTE]
He died?
me and my friend were looking for conkers and I thought it would be a good Idea to throw a huge stone at the tree to knock some down. It hit him on the top of his head and he cracked his skull a little. I was crying more than him after it cause I thought he would die, although all it took though was a single trip to the hospital. It was very scary and I still feel bad about it.
Pushed my disabled brother off his wheelchair
Was home alone and a girl from school came by, she was all wet since it stormed and her house was like an hour away (She just left school :v:) so she ringed at my door and i let her in (obvious?)
I put on the heat and tried to make her feel comfy, in the end it worked and i said she could dress herself in the bathroom and put on some clothes i had
The news said the storm will be for like 1-2 hours, she did not wanted to call her parents (:smug: lucky me) i just turned on the TV and i thought lets watch a movie, so we where going to watch.
The Green Mile
She cuddled near me and i felt like a boss, near the end of the movie her parents called her and said that are going to pick her up, so i was watching the credits (reading funny names) and she kept staring at me and she placed her hand on my leg and looked at me, i was looking at her with a poker face.
Then she got this.. magical smile? i don't know but the way she smiled was like god pissing on me but it felt good, then she kissed me and FUCK that was nice, we didn't even notice that her parents where already there, she said "next time" and walked away when we came downstairs she acted very normal like nothing happend. I almost wanted to grab her and do stuff with her like i always wanted.
Then she left
I still feel sad about it. But i don't know why
Being kleptomaniac. I stole things that were shiny to me.
I used to climb EVERYTHING as a kid, needless to say this got me hurt alot , though i dont regret climbing i do regret falling and breaking my limbs and bleeding a lot :saddowns:
Also, i was one of those kids who would do the exact opposite of what my parents told me so i probably caused them a lot of trouble, going places i wasn't supposed to and whatnot.
I was in an airport, about 11 years old and my family and I were waiting in line to get our passports checked. A passport control guy just opened up a new queue and beckoned me to come to him.
I just waved back and smiled, by the time I realised what he was doing, it was too late.
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