[quote]Ghost22 wrote:
Don’t worry, you’ll die some day.[/quote]
Life sucks, then you die.
1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a '64 Impala
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I could get with Leoshi
Cause she don’t know me but yo she’s really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme of ways to make her mine
Cause I know she’s livin phat
Her boyfriend’s tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I’m always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean upon the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y’all! I never understood
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, skibobble
Got hit with a bottle
And put in the hospital, for talkin’ that mess
I confess it’s a shame when you livin’ in a city
That’s the size of a box and nobody knows yo’ name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcome with my thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn’t her type
I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I’m in my car I’m laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that’s flat
And do you really wanna know what’s really wack, What
See I can’t even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is the bomb night
With a hood rat you can hold tight
But really tho’ on figuero
When I’m in my car I can’t even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I’m gonna have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 to the 105
Get off on Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it’s hard to survive
Livin’ in a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin’ me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
I wish I was a little bit taller…
I wish I was a baller…
I wish I was a little bit taller y’all
I wish I was a baller
Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that’s on the real
So if you’re down on your luck
Then you should know just how I feel
Cause if you don’t want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain’t that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like that
I wish, I wish, I wish…
[quote]DPH wrote:
IronGame08 wrote:
I don’t know if I will ever get her out of my mind and heart. And this shit has been going on for two years now…365 days a year I think about her…
once again I have totally underestimated how emotionally delicate so many of the testosterone driven ‘men’ are around here…
[/quote]
REAL men don’t have Emotions! YEAH! Love is for WIMPS!
But IronGame, you do need to get over her. Or call her up if you have her number.
[quote]Ghost22 wrote:
Don’t worry, you’ll die some day.[/quote]
Oh my god!!! I just peed my pants a little!!
Anyone…and I mean anyone…who is worrying about some chick from high school has not lived much at all. That should have flown out of the window his first semester of college unless they were about to get married.
I had a “crush” on one girl in high school. I found an old pic of her a few years later and clearly I was insane when I was 15 years old. People change as they grow up. That means, chances are, she isn’t even the same person years later that she was in high school.
High school isn’t real life anyway. It is like “hyper-pop media-pseudo wannabe real life”.
Oh god Prof X, that’s like the second time that song has come up this week…oh skee lo, you were famous for about five seconds.
Marry a heinous bitch and have several miserable years of hate, repulsion, resentment, and murderous thoughts to keep your stress and hatred company, and then after the divorce, be court ordered to keep sending the disgusting heinous fatass bitch money. That brings some regret. Enjoy
I regret just about every day of the last four years. I really fucked up, having simply wasted most of the time and refused to be productive. I lived at home for free while attending community college part time and didn’t work at all. I just fucked around all day every day on my parents’ dime. I capped off my brilliance streak last spring by growing marijuana in my parents’ house (unbeknownst to them) and getting busted.
All of this has really come back to bite me in the ass because, while all of my friends have graduated college and established themselves, I’m basically nowhere… I’m going back to school in the spring with the goal of being a doc (physical medicine), but it sucks because I could have completed 3/4 of med school in all the time I wasted. Fuck.
I wouldn’t regret losing that too much. Here’s why. She was what you thought at the time to be perfect in every way, but things change. Life changes people in too many ways.
You have to change with it or be left behind. What was perfect then is not perfect now.
At least you won’t have to regret marying the skaggy peice of dead weight she may become. It happens to the best of them.
I regret only having dated a couple of “perfect” girls in high school. The damned place was full of them. I should have banged them all.
[quote]Professor X wrote:
1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a '64 Impala
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I could get with Leoshi
Cause she don’t know me but yo she’s really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme of ways to make her mine
Cause I know she’s livin phat
Her boyfriend’s tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I’m always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean upon the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y’all! I never understood
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, skibobble
Got hit with a bottle
And put in the hospital, for talkin’ that mess
I confess it’s a shame when you livin’ in a city
That’s the size of a box and nobody knows yo’ name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcome with my thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn’t her type
I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I’m in my car I’m laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that’s flat
And do you really wanna know what’s really wack, What
See I can’t even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is the bomb night
With a hood rat you can hold tight
But really tho’ on figuero
When I’m in my car I can’t even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I’m gonna have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 to the 105
Get off on Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it’s hard to survive
Livin’ in a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin’ me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
I wish I was a little bit taller…
I wish I was a baller…
I wish I was a little bit taller y’all
I wish I was a baller
Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that’s on the real
So if you’re down on your luck
Then you should know just how I feel
Cause if you don’t want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain’t that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like that
I wish, I wish, I wish…[/quote]
Scee lo? skee lo? or something like that? I remember buying that cd and damn it had some funny ass songs.
[quote]rrjc5488 wrote:
Thats when you stick it in her butt…
[/quote]
jeez-s double r, you’ve gone from shy doggie to johnny sodomy in what…a month ?
[quote]djoh615893 wrote:
Marry a heinous bitch and have several miserable years of hate, repulsion, resentment, and murderous thoughts to keep your stress and hatred company, and then after the divorce, be court ordered to keep sending the disgusting heinous fatass bitch money. That brings some regret. Enjoy[/quote]
This is why I think most people getting married before the age of 25 are making a mistake. Clearly, that isn’t a rule for all people, but who can claim they are truly “grown up” before then?
Check this story out.
Last year I went up with a group of girls to visit my bud at college. One of the girls and I hit it off instantly. I’m talking chemistry like I have never felt with anyone. It was incredible. The downside, she was engaged.
Later that night, she gives me the chance to spend the night. I declined. The next day was very similar. After this my will power was shot so I did my best to avoid her. When I said good bye I just gave her a hug and left. She got married to the guy a few months ago and is now expecting a child.
Part of me wishes I had said yes and taken her for myself. Part of me knows that I could never forgiven myself if I had. Biggest regret no but it pops into my mind more often then I would like. Especially now that I’m single.
[quote]swivel wrote:
rrjc5488 wrote:
Thats when you stick it in her butt…
jeez-s double r, you’ve gone from shy doggie to johnny sodomy in what…a month ?[/quote]
JOHNNY SODOMY!!! AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
Oh I need to remember that line for future use
1: My biggest regret would be dropping out of high school to go to a alternative high school(now I have to go to a community college for a couple years to just get up to a high school level on certain subjects before a university will even look at me).
2: Or getting busted driving stoned out of my mind,O.U.I.D conviction(now I got a record and I dont even smoke the shit anymore).
3: Tearing a few muscles over the years and not getting surgery and leeting them heal proper because now I have some killer pains to deal with and thats when im not even working out( you wonder why dont I get them fixed: Im unemployed).
4: Stickin every boss ive ever had because I wasnt going to be a kiss ass(And you wonder why im unemployed? And every job reference is a shity one.).
5: Ditchin all my jock friends in middle school to hang out with the trouble maker(fighters & drugies) and to continue to hang out with them(now we also have dealers to add to the mix)right through high school(And you wonder why I dropped out of high school?). And the list goes on and on.
So basicaly now I have no friend(there all in & out of jail & prison),I have to find a employer who will look past my shity job history & drug conviction, go to college for like probally 8 years to become a C.S.C.S. and another 4 to finish up my M.S. that ill be going for(thats like at least 12 years to just get the degree of someone like Mike Robertson has).
But the positive side is ive learned from my mistakes and ive moved. I know where im at now, where I want to be, and have a rough draft of what I need to do to get there. Also I have the age factor going for me(im 21yrs young).
[quote]Professor X wrote:
Anyone…and I mean anyone…who is worrying about some chick from high school has not lived much at all. That should have flown out of the window his first semester of college unless they were about to get married.
I had a “crush” on one girl in high school. I found an old pic of her a few years later and clearly I was insane when I was 15 years old. People change as they grow up. That means, chances are, she isn’t even the same person years later that she was in high school.
High school isn’t real life anyway. It is like “hyper-pop media-pseudo wannabe real life”.[/quote]
LOL
[quote]Professor X wrote:
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a '64 Impala
I wish, I wish, I wish…[/quote]
Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way
|/ 3Toes
Two regrets.
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Instead of just taking out the blockers on a sweep my sophomore year, I thought I’d be Johnny-Badass and make the tackle. About the time I got ahold of the the ball-carrier, I got chop blocked. Had to have knee surgery, got a staph infection that they couldn’t kill (I’m allergic to penicillan and vancomycin)and spent a lot of time in and out of the hospital. My left leg is still 3/4 the size of my right.
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I regret ever drinking. Too many alcoholics in my family. I knew better, but thought it couldn’t happen to me. I was wrong.
I regret that I fed those furry little bastards after midnight.
–Billy Peltzer
I regret that I took that almanac from the future and brought it back to 1955 with me.
–Marty McFly