My Greatest Regrets
When I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.
I was too scared of the French girls to go.
What do you regret not doing?
( , Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
When I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.
I was too scared of the French girls to go.
What do you regret not doing?
( , Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
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EEEEeeeeeevil
Reading all these stories reminds me of a whole bunch of stuff I've done this year that I really, really shouldn't have and ought to regret, but I don't. I seriously think I've had a conscience bypass....
Anyhoo
I regret sticking with an ex who I was about to dump until I found out that her Uncle had not been a nice man to her. I, like a good** man, stuck by her side and supported her.
Supported her while she descended into insanity, drink and eventually drugs and treated me like an utter bastard. All while I stood by and tried to help and started to get dragged down with her - I fortuntately wised up when I went to Uni and she decided she was a lesbian (and got a fat ignorant girlfriend).
Took me about 3 years to get my head straight and shake off the complex and insecurities that I gained because of that episode.
Regrets? Of being so damn stupid and blind? Hell, yes.
I've got some prozac - Anyone else want some?
**For good man, read "moron"
( , Fri 6 Oct 2006, 13:30, Reply)
Reading all these stories reminds me of a whole bunch of stuff I've done this year that I really, really shouldn't have and ought to regret, but I don't. I seriously think I've had a conscience bypass....
Anyhoo
I regret sticking with an ex who I was about to dump until I found out that her Uncle had not been a nice man to her. I, like a good** man, stuck by her side and supported her.
Supported her while she descended into insanity, drink and eventually drugs and treated me like an utter bastard. All while I stood by and tried to help and started to get dragged down with her - I fortuntately wised up when I went to Uni and she decided she was a lesbian (and got a fat ignorant girlfriend).
Took me about 3 years to get my head straight and shake off the complex and insecurities that I gained because of that episode.
Regrets? Of being so damn stupid and blind? Hell, yes.
I've got some prozac - Anyone else want some?
**For good man, read "moron"
( , Fri 6 Oct 2006, 13:30, Reply)
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