I punched a little girl in the face at the Midway. I playfully swung my hand and hit her as she walked by. I swung pretty hard, too...
The creepy thing is how she reacted... She looked like she was used to it. :S
Playing my first game of PS2:
I just sat there with the controller, beleiving i would be ahead of everyone on that racetrack if i just didnt drive.. "Hurr they are all behind me", i slap my face still today.. So dumb..
I remember so many sad things..
Not telling my suicidal first girlfriend "Shut your fucking mouth bitch and stop being so butthurt and get a life instead of cutting yourself and throwing stuff at people, i regret every letting you inside my heart, and its not really a mystery why you only got me and your fictional Bullshit imaginary boyfriend "Kevin" you cheat on as friends.. Fuck you!"
I regret being a spineless wimp. :saddowns:
quitting kendo lessons and acrobatic training :saddowns:
[QUOTE=iJeax;26225108]HOLY SHIT YOU HAVE 203 FRIENDS!
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Problem?[/QUOTE]
How many of those do you actually know, though? Like 4?
stealing my neighbor's toys, abusing my dog and my neighbor's dog. killing 2 stray dogs. that about sums it up.
[QUOTE=seattlegluepiss;26231397]stealing my neighbor's toys, abusing my dog and my neighbor's dog. killing 2 stray dogs. that about sums it up.[/QUOTE]
Yeah. Okay Mr.Hardcore.
I took a piss in a milk bottle when I was 7.......c'mon I needed to go.
I pissed on a girl when I was 5 during school.
My grandpa was dying of a cancer called mesothelioma. One day my parents asked me if I wanted to see my grandpa in the hospital, I was playing video games but made up a shitty excuse and didn't go. The next morning he died and I will forever regret not going to see him one last time. Grandpa I'm so fucking sorry. I miss you :(
I regret nothing. Except the drugs. And the sex.
Oh, crap, I'm talking about that movie, aren't I?
[QUOTE=Coffee;26234273]I pissed on a girl when I was 5 during school.[/QUOTE]
That's not something to regret.
pretty late so snip
Swinging off an old clothes line pole. Well I wouldn't call it "swinging" more like accelerated falling and bone breaking.
[QUOTE=Shas'O Blind;26130174]Slight derail:
[i]"I only regret that I have but one life to give for my country."[/i]
Whoever names the person who said this gets a cookie, it shouldn't be difficult.[/QUOTE]
Captain "Soap" Mactavish
When I was 14 or so I was at my friend's country-place and we made some napalm gel with some Styrofoam from his shed and some gasoline. We caught a bunch of fish and wrapped them in the gel and lit the whole thing on fire. They were flopping around like crazy and some of their eyes exploded from the heat while they were still alive and thrashing around. I instantly regretted that. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking.
Also, I made fun of some kid in elementary school because he was just "that kid". Really dirty, unkempt, shouted weird shit and tried to be really friendly when he was "unwanted", you know? He also had a sister with downs syndrome and apparently a really dysfunctional family. Anyway, he ended up going to the same high-school as me and some other people from elementary school, and we fucked him over big-time. We told people about all the shit he did. Got people to call him by some stupid play on his last name. The most damaging thing I think was that everyone though he was the [I]stupidest[/I] person they'd ever seen. He only ever ended up making a couple good friends there, and he had far more potential at that point. He was really smart, too.
Man... :smith:
I hope he's doing better than I am. He deserves it.
Hunting down my dads playboys. The first boobs I had ever seen it was great. I was like 8. Got in a lot of trouble.
When I as 13 I got my first computer. That was taken away too. I didn't know how to delete history.
Sex jokes and saying the word fuck because I thought it was cool
Fucking fuckers would tell on me, the little fucks.
I dunno, taking a lot of things for granted. This was last year but I'll explain it. My stepmum's mother, whom I'll just refer to as "Grandma" for the story's sake, was rather old and needed a nebulizer among many pills. However she had the sharpest wit of anyone around and she could almost always make me laugh. She had to go in for hip surgery so while she was in rehab one day me and my stepmum visited her. She was really tired and weak, wouldn't sit upright for more than a few moments before falling over with her eyes closed.
The next day, my stepmum told me that my Grandma didn't remember that my stepmum was there, but had a clear memory of me visiting her. The day after that, she unfortunately passed away. For the first couple of days I was fine with coping but then I heard the song "The Funeral" by Band of Horses and it was one of those times where all these feelings come rushing at you and I couldn't control it. I regret standing there awkwardly in the rehab room watching her the two days before. It's not like I could have hugged her to begin with , as weak and frail as she was.
[b]#2 (because I need some form of separation between stories)[/b]
This was the other night, actually. I don't even give a fuck, I feel like shit and I need to explain myself. My parents are divorced. It was a horrific divorce for me, my mother was a complete fascist and would go through me to make my father feel pain. This past weekend I was at his house and he had offered to buy me piano sheet music online earlier in the day. That night, he got into some silly argument with my stepmum and came upstairs to use the computer. I had purposely left two songs up, and casually mentioned it as he walked in. He gave me this exasperated look and in an (in my opinion) shitty tone said "I'll write them down".
I got frustrated and said the first thing that came to my mind without wording it properly.
"Well if you're not going to do it now, don't bother I'll try to find it elsewhere"
As soon as I said it I regretted it. My dad flew into a rage and said somethings that killed me. He said that I was never grateful for anything that him or my mother did for me even though they tried to make my life the best it could possibly be. After that he stormed downstairs and I was left to wallow in my own shame. I didn't want to but I started crying. Uncontrollably. When I was 7 and my parents were divorcing, calling him was the only thing that kept me from running away basically. To hear that I was never grateful for anything he did just killed me.
All of you shed a manly tear when reading all of their stories,like i did :smith:
The first words that came out of my mouth were along the lines of; "fuck ya"...I was a true Aussie baby. Well actually I don't regret that. It led to some funny home videos :v:
Despite constantly being told not to, curiosity got the better of me, and I placed my hand on a stove.
For 5 seconds.
After washing it and everything, I could still see burn rings on my palm.
[QUOTE=The man of "Wat";26239764]Despite constantly being told not to, curiosity got the better of me, and I placed my hand on a stove.
For 5 seconds.
After washing it and everything, I could still see burn rings on my palm.[/QUOTE]
If it's still there, just claim it's a mad-awesome tattoo. You'll get heaps of street cred for it, fo' sho'.
I regret and feel ashamed of all the dumb shit I've spewed all over the internet when I was ~12-14 years old.
Someone make a most memorable things you did as a kid etc. thread.
Pissed on an electric fence.
Wasn't as cool as I'd planned.
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