Pretty much everything that happened in my life between the ages of 14-24 falls into this category. Like the saying goes: "Old enough to have an opinion on everything but too young to know about anything."
"Damn I used to be stupid."
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I once genuinely believed that 'Water World' was a good movie and thought that Pokemon (original version, first to hit America) was anything but utter crap solely designed to sell cheaply made, crappy toys and card games.
Whoops, I guess I'm still just as stupid. I could swear it said "playstation" on the box but I guess I'm just remembering things wrong.Skywolf09 said:
used to do something similar, me and my friends growing up used to love climbing trees, and back behind my friends neighborhood was this random odd forest with shit tons of em really close together, so we would get close to the tops of most of them (30ish feet in the air) and sway back and forth and try to grab two trees at once, or jumping from tree top to tree top, hell once in the winter (yes, we were that stupid) we got towards the top and i slipped and fell a solid 10 feet then was magically caught by a "hand of god" tree branch filled to the brim with snow for a nice cushion.CoffeeJack said:
you'd think i'd have been hit with common sense and have gotten down...nope, went right back up and kept fooling around.
mmm another fun one i like to remind myself of.
playing soccer in my backyard with my brothers, was probably 14 at the time, they were quite smaller than me so i could physically move them out of the way just by using my weight or position, so it was pretty easy and i was basically an unstoppable force when i chose to push them out of the way (not with my arms, just using my shoulders or hips), and we had about 8 trees in our backyard that we used as defenders on the field,(gerthy motherfuckers too, 2.5 foot diameter on a few of them at least), and for some reason my brain thought "hm..that tree is gonna block our shot to the goal, if we move fast enough, we can move it out of the way", which as you can imagine, i proceed to sprint full on into this tree (chest open, not like i braced myself) and bounce off like a ball hitting a brick wall, in which i proceeded to gasp out for air as i got the shit knocked right out of me, not to mention i was bleeding all over my chest (that fucking bark scratched the hell out of me) and was woozy as hell.
pants.on.head.retarded.
Age 15. I got word that a friend of mine (female mind you) was being name called behind her back. Now, instead of just leaving it alone, I told her over text. Doesn't sound that stupid, until I stated in the text the name being called on her... she was piiiiiiised at me. At that moment I felt like face palming, head desking, and self pile driving my ass straight to Hell GODDAMN WHY DID I SAY THAT OVER TEXT!!! Worst part was the guilt, I didn't talk to her for 4 MONTHS after that over text conversation. I literally had no courage to face her ever again. Eventually I got the courage, and had to make such a heartfelt apology. She even put me down a notch with a rant on my stupidity, but what can I do? She was right...
Goddamn Teenage IQ of 6....
Goddamn Teenage IQ of 6....
When I was in high school I used to have some pretty fucked up right wing views (even though I never considered myself right wing) because of my father. Looking back some of the shit I used to say disgusts me now, like saying the government shouldn't have to apologise to the Aboriginals because all that "happened in the past and we're not responsible for it". Ugh. I feel so ashamed when I think back on it.
was stupid, am stupid, will always be stupid, I can easily forgive myself that way
Maybe nothing too dumb but
In 5th grade or so, had the thinking out loud moment of "I thought only girls had blues eyes and blond hair" thankfully the chum (?) behind me, who was nearly double my size in muscle and height, who had blonde hair and blue eyes was cool, and just glared like I was dumb...I think he became one of my best friends the year after that, heh.
I wanted to 'remodel' my Ghostbusters firehouse to fit in more so with my Aliens toys, so I figured melting the roof open would be good, set it on fire, and a bit of my bed. The worst part was I didn't want to be caught, so as I ran out of my room I swung the door quickly shut behind me, to fetch water, run back, swing the door, splash a cup of water, need more water, fan the flames a bit more with door, return with more water, splash, fan the flames, return with more water, splash, fan the flames, some how the fire just kept getting a bit bigger each time I returned to my room, hmm. Thankfully (?) the fire alarm went off.
Another time playing with fire, I set my thumb on fire.
ooh, Girl tells me she likes me story, thanks OP you just reminded me. So, at a point when I'm not really interested in girls too much, thought they were cute but the whole having to pay attention to someone else sounded dumb, and I didn't see the point of boyfriend/girlfriend -ing in 2nd, or 3rd grade or so? So I'm playing outside my home, with my cousin, a neighbor girl and her younger brother, we're all like, "we X-Men!" they pick first, typical picks like Wolverine, and Beast or whatever, she picks Jean Grey and Rogue, I pick Gambit (cause Gambit's awesome) and Cyclops (cause screw you Cyclops is also awesome), she then pulls me aside and tells me she picked Jean Grey and Rogue in hopes that I'd pick at least Gambit or Cyclops because she liked me - total panic, brain fart, stutter, what do I do asks my brain. Run around have fun for a while, then my mother comes by later, and we're all walking across the street, and my brain goes "I got it!" and I go, "okay brain, take the lead" and I shout out, because I didn't want to hurt her feelings, cause if I said something like, I don't like you, that would be mean, so "I'm Gay!" seemed like the best response. "No you're not." replies my mother mockingly...damn think fast, "Uh huh, I saw a penis, and I liked it!" says I. That's making me blush of stupidity even now, also it took me a few years to figure out she was pretty cool too.
Maybe nothing too dumb but
In 5th grade or so, had the thinking out loud moment of "I thought only girls had blues eyes and blond hair" thankfully the chum (?) behind me, who was nearly double my size in muscle and height, who had blonde hair and blue eyes was cool, and just glared like I was dumb...I think he became one of my best friends the year after that, heh.
I wanted to 'remodel' my Ghostbusters firehouse to fit in more so with my Aliens toys, so I figured melting the roof open would be good, set it on fire, and a bit of my bed. The worst part was I didn't want to be caught, so as I ran out of my room I swung the door quickly shut behind me, to fetch water, run back, swing the door, splash a cup of water, need more water, fan the flames a bit more with door, return with more water, splash, fan the flames, return with more water, splash, fan the flames, some how the fire just kept getting a bit bigger each time I returned to my room, hmm. Thankfully (?) the fire alarm went off.
Another time playing with fire, I set my thumb on fire.
ooh, Girl tells me she likes me story, thanks OP you just reminded me. So, at a point when I'm not really interested in girls too much, thought they were cute but the whole having to pay attention to someone else sounded dumb, and I didn't see the point of boyfriend/girlfriend -ing in 2nd, or 3rd grade or so? So I'm playing outside my home, with my cousin, a neighbor girl and her younger brother, we're all like, "we X-Men!" they pick first, typical picks like Wolverine, and Beast or whatever, she picks Jean Grey and Rogue, I pick Gambit (cause Gambit's awesome) and Cyclops (cause screw you Cyclops is also awesome), she then pulls me aside and tells me she picked Jean Grey and Rogue in hopes that I'd pick at least Gambit or Cyclops because she liked me - total panic, brain fart, stutter, what do I do asks my brain. Run around have fun for a while, then my mother comes by later, and we're all walking across the street, and my brain goes "I got it!" and I go, "okay brain, take the lead" and I shout out, because I didn't want to hurt her feelings, cause if I said something like, I don't like you, that would be mean, so "I'm Gay!" seemed like the best response. "No you're not." replies my mother mockingly...damn think fast, "Uh huh, I saw a penis, and I liked it!" says I. That's making me blush of stupidity even now, also it took me a few years to figure out she was pretty cool too.
My family was at a Christmas Party several years ago. I was probably 10 years old and I was bored from listening to old people. I wanted to get down off of my Dad's lap to walk around, but he wouldn't let me. He was being playful about it sayin' "nope, not gonna let you down" and whatnot, he was in a pretty good mood. I was known for having a rock hard head because I tended to get hit in the head...a lot. A. LOT. So I figured I'd bonk my dad's forehead with the back of my head so he'd let me down. I was obviously a lot shorter than him so when I swung my head back...I smacked him right in the nose. He didn't need to go to the hospital, but he would've spanked me so hard if we hadn't been in public. I'd never been so scared.
Moral of the story: If you try to jokingly hurt someone, you might just hurt them reeeeeeeally badly. Rock hard skull-to-the-nose badly.
Moral of the story: If you try to jokingly hurt someone, you might just hurt them reeeeeeeally badly. Rock hard skull-to-the-nose badly.
I used to be a Christian.
I used to be a 'nice guy'.
I used to think homosexuals were freaks.
I used to think keeping my opinion to myself would help me in the long run.
I used to think the ends wouldn't justify the means.
I used to be a 'nice guy'.
I used to think homosexuals were freaks.
I used to think keeping my opinion to myself would help me in the long run.
I used to think the ends wouldn't justify the means.
I once wanted to have Dinosaur toys, but haven't got any, so I went and cut some from one Encyclopedia I found laying in our house, the glued them on cardboard and proceeded to play with them. My mom wasn't exactly happy when she found out.
Or me and my friends used to play games like, who will climb 8 stories big building the fastest and so forth.
God I was dumb one.
Or me and my friends used to play games like, who will climb 8 stories big building the fastest and so forth.
God I was dumb one.
Ooh, I was going to say this. I looked back at a game I'm working on (hadn't had much time in the last month) and I can see so many things I can change to make the code more compact or just more readable.bloodmage2 said:
Doesn't help with the fact I rarely comment the code.
Now this is really stupid. Me and my friends use to play 'slate fight' which was when there was 2 teams, 1 on the school roof and one on the floor. An the game was to throw pieces of slate at each other. Im surprised we never killed each other as we threw the slate like ninja stars. I learnt my lesson when i got a 2 inch deep cut on my finger, never played it again since. Surprised we never hit each other in the face or any serious injuries.
I can't actually remember doing anything particularly stupid.
So I've either never done anything really stupid or I'm just repressing it.
So I've either never done anything really stupid or I'm just repressing it.
Well. I remember getting asked out by a girl I used to sit next to in class. We got on pretty well but I didn't fancy her. Anyway, I start panicking about how my rejection will upset her and I don't know what to say. She gives me the weekend to think about it. Over this weekend I'm stressing massively as to how to put it and it starts invading my sleep.
Anyway, I come back on monday and give her my answer, "no". Unfortunately I somehow felt the need to extrapolate how difficult it was for me to decide. My wording, "thinking about it gave me nightmares", could have been better to say the least and resulted in the end of the friendship.
Anyway, I come back on monday and give her my answer, "no". Unfortunately I somehow felt the need to extrapolate how difficult it was for me to decide. My wording, "thinking about it gave me nightmares", could have been better to say the least and resulted in the end of the friendship.
As a kid, constantly confusing Thebes and Thebes, Bayreuth and Beirut, Silesia and Cilicia... etc. etc.
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