Worst thing you have ever done.
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I've never done anything I truly consider significantly bad, but there are a lot of things, however little, that I regret.
-Two guys in front of me in an assembly were pointing at some girls and saying "She's a ho. She's a ho. She's a ho." and I muttered out "All the girls are hoes, and all the guys are their pimps." The two guys took me literally and started telling everyone I'd said that, and the nearby girls got pissed. I was joking, and I doubt anyone but me remembers it, but I still beat myself up for this.
-A similar example; two guys were biking down the street as I was walking home, and the other guys walking home (we had gotten off the bus) were commenting about the two being on the same bike, and I hummed "a bicycle built for two" to myself, and then one of the guys was sorta riding on my heels. I told him I didn't mean it, but again, I don't feel right about it.
-In an online journal I had written little notes about classmates and my personal opinions of some of them (I hadn't finished, and never did). About a year later, long after I had stopped caring about the thing, some classmates found it googling themselves and were telling me how weird and creepy it was. I actually had let my cousin operate the account for the past year or so, and had to ask him to take the postings down.
There are numerous that come to mind on specific occasions, just little things where I could've handled the situation better. If I think of anything more substantial, I'll bring it up.
-Two guys in front of me in an assembly were pointing at some girls and saying "She's a ho. She's a ho. She's a ho." and I muttered out "All the girls are hoes, and all the guys are their pimps." The two guys took me literally and started telling everyone I'd said that, and the nearby girls got pissed. I was joking, and I doubt anyone but me remembers it, but I still beat myself up for this.
-A similar example; two guys were biking down the street as I was walking home, and the other guys walking home (we had gotten off the bus) were commenting about the two being on the same bike, and I hummed "a bicycle built for two" to myself, and then one of the guys was sorta riding on my heels. I told him I didn't mean it, but again, I don't feel right about it.
-In an online journal I had written little notes about classmates and my personal opinions of some of them (I hadn't finished, and never did). About a year later, long after I had stopped caring about the thing, some classmates found it googling themselves and were telling me how weird and creepy it was. I actually had let my cousin operate the account for the past year or so, and had to ask him to take the postings down.
There are numerous that come to mind on specific occasions, just little things where I could've handled the situation better. If I think of anything more substantial, I'll bring it up.
Well, I remember back in elementary I was a total asshole to everybody. Thankfully, I've grown up a little and I'm not like that anymore, but the damage was still done. One of my best childhood friends got the worst of it. Being a little twat, I would hit her, make her cry, and stuff like that.
At least she forgave me, but I haven't really forgiven myself. Even being that young was no excuse for that sort of behavior, but at least I learned from it.
At least she forgave me, but I haven't really forgiven myself. Even being that young was no excuse for that sort of behavior, but at least I learned from it.
When I was 7 I twisted a girl's arm...
And once I smushed a salamander with a rock.
I still have flashbacks.
And once I smushed a salamander with a rock.
I still have flashbacks.
I cheated on my girlfriend of six months last Summer, with a senior girl (I'm a sophomore) I met at camp.
I may have broken up with her shortly after, and am still in a relationship with the senior girl, but I still feel like shit about it.
I may have broken up with her shortly after, and am still in a relationship with the senior girl, but I still feel like shit about it.
I once punched my brother in the face; he didn't fight back. I don't even remember why I did it.
I once broke up with a girl over text message a few weeks after she said she loved me. She cried and got depressed for a while afterward. She convinced me to get back together with her a year later (last year, actually) and we dated for a month or two before she broke up with me over text message. Before anyone asks, no I didn't cry.
I remember when I was thirteen, a little girl was making fun of me and I told her she was adopted. She cried and ran to her mom. I got the fuck outta there. A while later, I recounted the story to one of my classmates only to learn the girl next to us was adopted. She was offended. She has aspergers and had a crush on me. Though, conversely, she had a crush on me because I was the only one in my grade who was nice to her. I guess it balances out...
I once broke up with a girl over text message a few weeks after she said she loved me. She cried and got depressed for a while afterward. She convinced me to get back together with her a year later (last year, actually) and we dated for a month or two before she broke up with me over text message. Before anyone asks, no I didn't cry.
I remember when I was thirteen, a little girl was making fun of me and I told her she was adopted. She cried and ran to her mom. I got the fuck outta there. A while later, I recounted the story to one of my classmates only to learn the girl next to us was adopted. She was offended. She has aspergers and had a crush on me. Though, conversely, she had a crush on me because I was the only one in my grade who was nice to her. I guess it balances out...
I once took an old classic movie and edited it so it'd be more kid friendly, and fixed continuity with later stuff in the franchise, despite knowing the later stuff wasn't as good.
Got kinda drunk and ended it with my girlfriend of nearly a year, for very petty reasons. Once sober I realised that they were reasons pretty much put in my head whilst drunk on a separate occasion by a "mate" who I don't even see any more. Immediately did everything in my power to get back together with her and tell her I'm sorry (we've been together for a year and a half now) but I still feel like a douche bag for it.
I've also had a slight thing for a friend of mine (mainly because she has a guys outlook on sex and is very sexually explorative/ enthusiastic, where as my girlfriend isn't but I still love her) which is another reason for feeling like a dick.
I should maybe stop drinking.
Hell I'm drunk now.
I've also had a slight thing for a friend of mine (mainly because she has a guys outlook on sex and is very sexually explorative/ enthusiastic, where as my girlfriend isn't but I still love her) which is another reason for feeling like a dick.
I should maybe stop drinking.
Hell I'm drunk now.
I've not really done anything too bad that I've done directly, but when my cousin shot some delivery woman in the neck with a spring bb handgun and she fell over I damn near pissed myself.
It wasn't a powerful spring mind. It was probably more of a surprise than anything. I wouldn't do it myself and although I feel bad for laughing I just couldn't help it. You had to be there.
It wasn't a powerful spring mind. It was probably more of a surprise than anything. I wouldn't do it myself and although I feel bad for laughing I just couldn't help it. You had to be there.
This requires a lot of explaining, so here it goes:
While minoring in psychology, I decided to see how good I was at reading people and manipulating them. So I proceeded to find and enter a group with the classic 'leader' whom the rest followed (nothing major like a cult, just a group of five 'friends' with the 'alpha male' they worshiped).
2 months later and I was finally ready to be rid of these morons and put my plan into play. So one day when he was feeling down, I played my hand and got him kicked out of his own group. With tears in his eyes he threatened to kill me and walked away with his head down. I imagined this wound was quite fatal to his pride as his friends (slaves more like) stabbed him in the back all at once. The look on his face was priceless hahahaha!!! I left the group shortly after (as I got what I wanted) and left the group crippled.
I later heard that he reclaimed it all back (except for his pride) a week or two after I left, surprised to see he could pull himself back together after such a blow (didn't think he had it in him... then again this isn't a novel. He can't get past it though, from what I hear from friends he hates me... a lot. Often threatens to kill me and my family too.
Actually made more friends than enemies doing this, believe it or not.
While minoring in psychology, I decided to see how good I was at reading people and manipulating them. So I proceeded to find and enter a group with the classic 'leader' whom the rest followed (nothing major like a cult, just a group of five 'friends' with the 'alpha male' they worshiped).
2 months later and I was finally ready to be rid of these morons and put my plan into play. So one day when he was feeling down, I played my hand and got him kicked out of his own group. With tears in his eyes he threatened to kill me and walked away with his head down. I imagined this wound was quite fatal to his pride as his friends (slaves more like) stabbed him in the back all at once. The look on his face was priceless hahahaha!!! I left the group shortly after (as I got what I wanted) and left the group crippled.
I later heard that he reclaimed it all back (except for his pride) a week or two after I left, surprised to see he could pull himself back together after such a blow (didn't think he had it in him... then again this isn't a novel. He can't get past it though, from what I hear from friends he hates me... a lot. Often threatens to kill me and my family too.
Actually made more friends than enemies doing this, believe it or not.
After everything that has happened to me I don't really have the heart to do anything bad to anyone but I did dye my mothers eye brows hot pink once before an important business meeting.
I hit mine in the eye, with a phone,I was 8 of course, but it's still not something that I should be proud of but... HIGH FIVE HERE, MY MAN!Sober Thal said:
Yes, I am a awful person.
She´s Ok, by the way...