• Things we did as kids we regret
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[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] Talk to your friends. :smug:
One time, i also started trying to beat up this kid in grade school because...he got me out in dodgeball*. When i was little, i didn't do too well with cooperation with others. *More violence - Notice the pattern here?
Not attempting to get a girlfriend. I just didn't care at all... I wish I did.
Regrets are for the weak! Fuck everyone..... In the ass.
When I was like 4, I had a yellow toy bus made of metal. It had doors. I placed a living butterfly in the bus, but then it couldn't get out. I tried to get it out, but it died in progress. Rest in peace, butterfly. Never going to forget.
I don't regret it much any more,but in grade 1 or 2 I stole this kick-ass piece of the lego from our class.It was a steering wheel with a little dash-boardish thing it sat on. My dad got me to take it back promptly
I hate myself for not picking up a guitar earlier.
Being born.
[QUOTE=oldage;26125036]not kissing a girl I liked on the cheek, she left town because she didn't feel loved. :sigh:[/QUOTE] i'm trying to portray this image in my head what, did she ask you to kiss her on the cheek and you went ahead and awkwardly replied "no"
I was 12 or 13, and there was this girl that was interested in me. She hinted several times, and even some of her friends, as well as mine, told me that she liked me. Well, being the pussy I was, I never said anything to her. I regret that now :(
It was in 5th grade, it was Kriss Krindle or whatever it's called ... in some parts of the world it called "Secret Santa" ... for those who don't know either one, it's when you pick put a name in random, and at the end of the year you give them a present, but you don't tell them it was you until present opening time. well it was 5th grade and well ... I forgot ... I forgot to get a gift! So I grabbed the only thing I found at home before I left for school ... a candy cane. Well during opening present time I got a cool ass little toy scooter. What did the girl get from me? Not only was it bad enough it was just a small candy cane, it snapped it my pocket. I gave it to her, it laid there on the floor, a snapped candy cane. I was embarassed and ashamed. I felt, and still feel like a selfish asshole. I found that girl on facebook, I didn't add her, though I can make it up and say sorry and I will forever be at peace about that situation, but that was 10years ago ... I'll be a creep by going "Hey it's me from 5th grade, sorry bout the candy cane thing"
Another thing that just popped into my mind. When I was 7-8, I was playing in our yard. We had this big apple tree, and I was climbing it. My mother walked into the yard and told me not to break any branches, because she would be very mad. I yalled "I won't break any branches!" back, she walked inside and I kept climbing. After some minutes, one of the biggest branches, which also held the biggest amount of apples, broke and fell to the ground. I was really scared, so I ran off. Later that day I came back inside, and my mother asked what happened. I saw that my sisters best friends was in our living room, and made up a story about how she had broken it. My mother yelled at her, and I felt really bad about it. I still do. I've met the girl several times in the past, and I doubt she remembers it, but I still regret it every time I see her.
[QUOTE='[ToRn];26136114']It was in 5th grade, it was Kriss Krindle or whatever it's called ... in some parts of the world it called "Secret Santa" ... for those who don't know either one, it's when you pick put a name in random, and at the end of the year you give them a present, but you don't tell them it was you until present opening time. well it was 5th grade and well ... I forgot ... I forgot to get a gift! So I grabbed the only thing I found at home before I left for school ... a candy cane. Well during opening present time I got a cool ass little toy scooter. What did the girl get from me? Not only was it bad enough it was just a small candy cane, it snapped it my pocket. I gave it to her, it laid there on the floor, a snapped candy cane. I was embarassed and ashamed. I felt, and still feel like a selfish asshole. I found that girl on facebook, I didn't add her, though I can make it up and say sorry and I will forever be at peace about that situation, but that was 10years ago ... I'll be a creep by going "Hey it's me from 5th grade, sorry bout the candy cane thing"[/QUOTE] Buy her something.
[QUOTE='[ToRn];26136114']It was in 5th grade, it was Kriss Krindle or whatever it's called ... in some parts of the world it called "Secret Santa" ... for those who don't know either one, it's when you pick put a name in random, and at the end of the year you give them a present, but you don't tell them it was you until present opening time. well it was 5th grade and well ... I forgot ... I forgot to get a gift! So I grabbed the only thing I found at home before I left for school ... a candy cane. Well during opening present time I got a cool ass little toy scooter. What did the girl get from me? Not only was it bad enough it was just a small candy cane, it snapped it my pocket. I gave it to her, it laid there on the floor, a snapped candy cane. I was embarassed and ashamed. I felt, and still feel like a selfish asshole. I found that girl on facebook, I didn't add her, though I can make it up and say sorry and I will forever be at peace about that situation, but that was 10years ago ... I'll be a creep by going "Hey it's me from 5th grade, sorry bout the candy cane thing"[/QUOTE] send her an anonymous gift an unsnapped candycane
I thought an air-guitar was a real instrument 'till 6th grade.
[QUOTE=Dysentery;26125247]haha oh god typical lonely facepuncher attitude here[/QUOTE] bahahahahaha NICE! :golfclap: [editline]18th November 2010[/editline] When I was 4 or 5 my older sister told me that halloween candy will make me really sick because i have hepatitis and that i should give all my candy to her because it would be rude not to eat it.....i believed her for like 3 years.....
In Elementary School, I became best friends with quite the odd guy. Midway through Elementary school, they started making fun of him, and thus started making fun of me. Throughout the years we kept being made fun of. I started feeling peer pressure on me and it never went out of me. When we finished Junior High, I told him I'm going to stop being his friend. A month later I apologised, and we're still good friends now. But I'll never forget how I hurt him.
When I was about 9, I rode a bike with no brakes, I then ran over my friend's sister at a high speed, she went about 10 feet and I don't even know how this happened (I blacked out for a few seconds), then all I knew was 2 of my teeth were hanging off my gums, I had 4 broken gum sockets, and there was [b]a lot[/b] of blood.
Pushing my grandma over a stairs, into her garden. It wasn't that high, maybe a foot high, had two steps to the door. I feel like it is my fault that she can't walk properly or anything now....but it could be old age. I don't know.
I once went fishing with my grandfather and left early because I was going to get something in the mail. He died a couple of months later. Wish I could go fishing with him again everyday.
When I was five, I wanted to hold one of the fish in the fish tank, so I fashioned a crude sling system out of a yoyo, and flung it at the tank, which caused the yoyo part to go into the water and quickly come towards me, therefore breaking the glass. None of the fish died, and I got to touch the fish, but it still made a mess and costed my parents some money. I have no idea where they got a bucket of water from though, but It's a good thing
I used to eat powdered Tide, shit was delicious
Due to my aspergers i did really retarded shit that i feel so ashamed of i facepalm even from thinking of it. :smith: I hate my childhood.
getting a computer when i was 7 ever since, i've stopped leaving my house, became home-schooled, stopped talking to friends
Everything before age 14. Ish.
[QUOTE=Hardpoint Nomad;26125197]I'm no badass, I just learned not to care about anyone else. If I hurt someone, so fucking what?[/QUOTE] :frog:
When I was 6, I went out with my grandfather to the beach. and he told me stories about when he was fighting in WW2, and how he was blessed that he made it back home, how much me and my brother meant to him, and how much more he would sacrifice for use to be happy. I didn't really take what he was saying that seriously because of my age, but he died a month after that small trip. This remembrance day, I went to his grave, put a poppy on the grass next to it, sat down, and cried for an hour. I wished I could've gotten to know him better.
[QUOTE=Hardpoint Nomad;26125308]Problem? [url]http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1587110691683#!/profile.php?id=1653297083[/url][/QUOTE] Why are you hugging a whale in that picture?
I broke a window when I was about 8 or 9, then blamed someone else for it. I even got away with it, that's the worst part.
slept with my sister
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