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i regret living amongst giants fans
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i regret living amongst giants fans
that would be a pain in the ass
Top Tier:
Family took my friend and I to Six Flags back in high school. They also invited my ex. I explained this to friend who had coerced me into breaking up with ex in the first place. Instead of behaving, they bitched at one another all day. Friend and I went into our own group. They collided again. I bitched them both out, and then we all left. Friend and I faded after that. I miss her.
Mid Tier:
Not pressing charges on brother the many times I should have. Fucking family. I am lesser for it.
Low Tier:
Not going to high school graduation ceremony because I didn't want to see my classmates after opting to home school my last semester due to health reasons.
actually, a specific regret would be dating a chick who now describes herself thusly:
I run an Etsy shop! (as if you didn't know?)
I want (secretly) to be an elf and grow my hair to my knees
I am beautiful, no matter if I wear makeup or not--God made me!
Gdi what happened to you tyven we were bros
S tier - Not applying directly from undergrad to grad school.
A tier - Not spending more time doing crazy shit (driving motorcycles, shooting guns, cross country trips) with my dad when I was a teenager.
C+ tier - Not beating the shit out of my female friend's douchebag ex outside a bar. They have since reconciled and became friends again, but he's eternally a cardigan wearing, failed comedian, co-dependent alcoholic waste of space.
D tier - Buying video games that I think I'm going to play, then not playing them, but keeping them long enough for my room mate to play constantly and bitch about how much they suck the whole time.
Joke tier - A few months back I was out at a club and was the grenade man for this fat chick at a meat market bar. I crashed at my friend's place and the big girl performed fantastic fellatio. I mean, just awesome. In the morning she was still passed the fuck out and I didn't wake her and get her digits, just let myself out and started jive-walking through the hispanic near west-side ghetto on my way to the train (it was that good). In retrospect, it might have been a fun thing to do again.
Good god I laughed so hard at Howie in this thread
Not taking up and being interested in sports at an earlier age. Would've been famous by now. And not studying more consistently for school.
english lit degree
I regret buying the kind of coffee that I got yesterday. It sounded tastier than it ended up being and now I have a fair bit of it to go through. On second thought, if I bought another kind of coffee maybe I would have left the store a minute later and got hit by a car and died so nope I don't regret buying that coffee anymore because I'm alive right now and that's good.
I could have done a lot of things a lot better. But I don't regret anything. I'm sure if I didn't make the mistakes I've made, I'd have screwed up something else somewhere along the line. It's not worth worrying about.
I never knew we talked like girlfriends for me to tell you about all my relationships
In other words, how the fuck do you know bitch?