Nah.. don't have the time.. plus I had enough of college..
I don't waste money and adding more college debt is the last thing I need
What´s Your Biggest Regret?
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Nah.. don't have the time.. plus I had enough of college..
I don't waste money and adding more college debt is the last thing I need
iFightSeagullsForBread
The Working Class Hero
Should've started drinking and smoking earlier to be honest
Should've said money when I got my first job
Should've started working out when I got the chance.
Other than that, no regrets.
Should've said money when I got my first job
Should've started working out when I got the chance.
Other than that, no regrets.
Until college in this country is tuition free, every student that isn't wealthy or have a scholarship should go to CCs first.
agnosticlady
AL loves da kids : )
I tell people to start off at community college first. Most offer good scholarships to pay for your classes. Hell you can work a summer job and have your first semester paid of.I am taking 5 classes and in total it cost me $1,880.
If they go to school they might be able to defer the loans. I'm currently doing that right now.
LuckyLibra619
Banned
Your boy was having mad problems at home, so I started taking out my anger through basketball. Shooting 300 jumpers a day, taking out my anger by pounding the rock as hard as I could, practicing left hand layups, running miles and doing laps around my block. I was in the best shape of my life, I started killing on the court. One day one of my boys and teammate in one of our ball leagues hits me up to go play ball at our local gym, I was like nah it's hot outside today so I'd rather play ball in the park.
I get to the park and this one dude that doesn't really play ball is tryna guard me. I was COOKIN' this kid. Pull up jumpers in his face, crossover, spin moves, just straight baking this kid. Towards the end of the game I get a steal and I'm on a fastbreak. I start running, the kid I've been cooking is under the basket, I have two teammates ahead of me to my left and my right. I can pass to either one. I decide that I'ma lob it to my teammate on the right. I keep running and both my teammates STOP going to the basket (They thought I was just gunna take it myself) so last second I realize I have to take it myself. I have a full head of steam and I go up strong for a layup, the kid I've been scoring on all game swings mad hard out of frustration and punches me in the face while I'm in the air. First I feel the impact of his hit, I feel the wind get knocked out of me, and then I hear my knee snap beneath me as I hit the ground. Yo the pain was outta this world!
I get rushed to the hospital. MRI shows Torn ACL, torn meniscus, torn PCL. I feel like tearing up remembering this shyt.
The next few months were brutal. I love basketball so much. I go from playing the best basketball of my life to hobbling on crutches and a big ass knee brace for weeks. When I got healthy I pressed the shyt outta the dude that did that shyt to me. Like how you gon punch me in the face because I'm cooking you? shyt is ball, if the next man works on his game harder than you then yes most likely he will smoke you when yall play. I pressed that dude, I let him know that thanks to him I had to have surgery and months of rehab. Dude was apologizing mad much, saying he was just frustrated and never meant to injure me. I accepted his apology.
I worked mad hard in rehab but my knee still isn't the same (This shyt happened 4 years ago). That ACL shyt is no fukking joke, I remember waking up screaming after surgery that pain was sooo bad, the physical therapy was torture, and then the mental trauma is still there. I remember when I was in rehab struggling I just used to think "What did I do to deserve this?" Damn, that was a rough time.
I get to the park and this one dude that doesn't really play ball is tryna guard me. I was COOKIN' this kid. Pull up jumpers in his face, crossover, spin moves, just straight baking this kid. Towards the end of the game I get a steal and I'm on a fastbreak. I start running, the kid I've been cooking is under the basket, I have two teammates ahead of me to my left and my right. I can pass to either one. I decide that I'ma lob it to my teammate on the right. I keep running and both my teammates STOP going to the basket (They thought I was just gunna take it myself) so last second I realize I have to take it myself. I have a full head of steam and I go up strong for a layup, the kid I've been scoring on all game swings mad hard out of frustration and punches me in the face while I'm in the air. First I feel the impact of his hit, I feel the wind get knocked out of me, and then I hear my knee snap beneath me as I hit the ground. Yo the pain was outta this world!
I get rushed to the hospital. MRI shows Torn ACL, torn meniscus, torn PCL. I feel like tearing up remembering this shyt.
The next few months were brutal. I love basketball so much. I go from playing the best basketball of my life to hobbling on crutches and a big ass knee brace for weeks. When I got healthy I pressed the shyt outta the dude that did that shyt to me. Like how you gon punch me in the face because I'm cooking you? shyt is ball, if the next man works on his game harder than you then yes most likely he will smoke you when yall play. I pressed that dude, I let him know that thanks to him I had to have surgery and months of rehab. Dude was apologizing mad much, saying he was just frustrated and never meant to injure me. I accepted his apology.
I worked mad hard in rehab but my knee still isn't the same (This shyt happened 4 years ago). That ACL shyt is no fukking joke, I remember waking up screaming after surgery that pain was sooo bad, the physical therapy was torture, and then the mental trauma is still there. I remember when I was in rehab struggling I just used to think "What did I do to deserve this?" Damn, that was a rough time.
CinnamonTequila
Playing that music too loud ;)
Your boy was having mad problems at home, so I started taking out my anger through basketball. Shooting 300 jumpers a day, taking out my anger by pounding the rock as hard as I could, practicing left hand layups, running miles and doing laps around my block. I was in the best shape of my life, I started killing on the court. One day one of my boys and teammate in one of our ball leagues hits me up to go play ball at our local gym, I was like nah it's hot outside today so I'd rather play ball in the park.
I get to the park and this one dude that doesn't really play ball is tryna guard me. I was COOKIN' this kid. Pull up jumpers in his face, crossover, spin moves, just straight baking this kid. Towards the end of the game I get a steal and I'm on a fastbreak. I start running, the kid I've been cooking is under the basket, I have two teammates ahead of me to my left and my right. I can pass to either one. I decide that I'ma lob it to my teammate on the right. I keep running and both my teammates STOP going to the basket (They thought I was just gunna take it myself) so last second I realize I have to take it myself. I have a full head of steam and I go up strong for a layup, the kid I've been scoring on all game swings mad hard out of frustration and punches me in the face while I'm in the air. First I feel the impact of his hit, I feel the wind get knocked out of me, and then I hear my knee snap beneath me as I hit the ground. Yo the pain was outta this world!
I get rushed to the hospital. MRI shows Torn ACL, torn meniscus, torn PCL. I feel like tearing up remembering this shyt.
The next few months were brutal. I love basketball so much. I go from playing the best basketball of my life to hobbling on crutches and a big ass knee brace for weeks. When I got healthy I pressed the shyt outta the dude that did that shyt to me. Like how you gon punch me in the face because I'm cooking you? shyt is ball, if the next man works on his game harder than you then yes most likely he will smoke you when yall play. I pressed that dude, I let him know that thanks to him I had to have surgery and months of rehab. Dude was apologizing mad much, saying he was just frustrated and never meant to injure me. I accepted his apology.
I worked mad hard in rehab but my knee still isn't the same (This shyt happened 4 years ago). That ACL shyt is no fukking joke, I remember waking up screaming after surgery that pain was sooo bad, the physical therapy was torture, and then the mental trauma is still there. I remember when I was in rehab struggling I just used to think "What did I do to deserve this?" Damn, that was a rough time.
Damn breh, I'm sorry it happened. Keep working hard on it and don't let that bring you down. I don't know much about injuries, but if there's a way you can work on your knee go ahead and do it. If not, than put all that discipline and hard work into something else that you love!!!
Uncle Kendrick
I'm just bout that action
Not being assertive enough in my younger years. If I was unapologetic back then my future would be totally different now.
Pharoah Anubis
Rookie
My biggest regret? Not smashin this spanish chick that was on to me HEAVY. Invited me to her bedroom and everything but I pussied out 
Womb Raider
5* Gooneral
Never got contacts or prescription goggles for football during high school. Ended up missing a tackle on fourth down to keep my team in the most important game of the year....
- Not approaching a lot of girls that were going crazy over me (even now
) - I also regret that I stopped taking football seriously. If I had sticked with it I feel like there would be a lot more opportunities for me.
Not doing more in high school & trying harder. Looking back, I should have been a cheerleader or something. I'm loud enough to be one, lol. I should have also retaken the ACT. Who knows where I would be had I done so. But such is life, I have to love the choices I made and build my future from what I've done. Maybe next lifetime I can do those things.
