What´s Your Biggest Regret?

[Alfred0Santana]

Not calling my grandma enough when she was still alive

Yeah. This. A lot.

 

[Crayola Coyote]

I only have 2. Going to the wrong high school and staying in the home town I grew up in. not knowing that after high school their ain't shyt here and the people here are wack as hell. I get vexed everytime that the only options I see here are white women, white women, and more Cac women. and they are stuck up as hell cause 80% of the ppl here are rich stuck up people. It's as if no matter how much I try to make my life better it's fail fail fail (I don't sit around depress though that is a waste of time) but Imma make it outta here.

 

[Crayola Coyote]

Not moving to Gainesville, FL cause I had no cash and didn't plan it out, but some way I should have shoot my shot, I bet I would have been attending Uni of Florida after CC, with a girlfriend,be in a frat, and taking med classes. I'm 26 n it's a final fantasy for now.

 

[Crayola Coyote]

Running the 800 meter senior year in high school at regionals, giving up 1st place coming in 2nd. cause I wasn't going to state n running the second heat. (slow heat) think if I just said fukk it and just came in 1st, my outlook on life would have been different. I got a fast time though.. but that wasn't the point.

 

[Crayola Coyote]

Not telling my parents that our neighbor was threatening me and my sisters. I think my sister would still be alive if I said something.

Yoooooo! He killed your sister

 

[ALonelyDad]

- Not picking the right crowd in HS, wish I talked to guys in HS that I talk to now..would have been a much better experience.
- Being lazy in HS, I didn't give a fukk and got terrible grades..if I can go back, I would get all A's, shyt is easy. Would also make college process much easier and life easier all around.
- Ignoring all types of relationships in my late teens, I used to be cool with people and family, when I turned 16 I just stopped caring and now it's way too awkward with people I used to be comfortable around.

 

[Crayola Coyote]

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.

Hot damn! I would have stab dude in the knee cap with a pencil to make it even. That some fukboy shyt he did.

 

[ALonelyDad]

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 had something similar in 6th grade happen to me, this kid was in like 11th grade. I was defending him in football and deflected the ball. This guy got so mad that he picked me and did the spine buster on concrete saying I slapped him or something. I had my left wrist sprained for like 4 months with a cast. One day his mom was outside and asked me what happened when she looked at my cast, I replied with "ask your son" and she was shyt was so funny

 

[Crayola Coyote]

I said I went to the wrong high school, I went to the wrong high school. 9th grade I didn't make the basketball team so I said next year I would play football. I had high hopes in middle school that when I get into high school I would do it big and play as many sports as possible and get a scholarship and be all American and get good grades. Mann, my school wasn't shyt. No matter how much I tried to make this happen coaches/staff/students would tell me I wasn't what they were looking for Blah blah blah or some other bs. It was like everything was set and nobody could get in. I wasted all 4 years taking Ls at this estiablisment Just fukd up my self esteem and I despise my school to the max. I was overlooked. I hated that place to this day I tell people I go to some other school from Miami or some city outside of southwest Florida. I don't claim that hell hole. Got to the point that I'm indecisive on what college I want to attend to do I don't have to go through all that again. So much so I tell my cousin to not let his son (my cousin) to attend that high school. I'm trying to make up for my past breh. I'm the Uhicha with no village..

 

[richaveli83]

My biggest regret was not joining the coli sooner

 

[Slaimon Khan Shah]

not giving my 100 in all that i do, not taking risks due to fear or laziness

I'm guessing you're still alive to improve upon things though!

 

[Unolove]

Not staying in Washington state when I processed out of the navy