Poll

If you had the chance, would you relive a part of your life and fix the things you regret doing?

yes
28 (70%)
no
9 (22.5%)
maybe
3 (7.5%)

Total Members Voted: 40

Author Topic: If you had the chance, would you relive a part of your life...  (Read 1942 times)


I would not.  My past experiences, both good and bad, shaped me.

I'd first invent a time machine, and then keep reliving parts of my life so when I get back life is absolutely perfect
I meant:
If you had a really stuffty year last year, would you want to relive it and fix what you wish you didn't do.
i.e. a few months ago i was the worst possible person to one of my best friends. I was never really a nice person to her when i first met her, I used her and cursed her out; but she was still always there for me and now she's my best friend. I would go back and not be such an starfish to her but it couldn't be helped, I didn't know i had a very minor case of schizophrenia

Go back in time and stop myself being born
/paradox

I would redo my first week in these forums, because I was a literal and total dumbass, and that's really it :l

Maybe, but I'm still alive and well so I don't want to fix anything yet. Though I have had a few bad decisions.

I'd go back to so many different occasions when I could've scored with some proper decent girls.

Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot. When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed. She would never dance again.

That was a nice movie....Regardless, I think the above shows the delicacy of time, how incidents completely unrelated may define each other and how the choices we make effect all those around us. So no, I probably wouldn't, though part of me does wish I could.
« Last Edit: September 11, 2011, 06:51:57 PM by *Magick* Mage »


I don't like the idea of changing anything in history. Too many things can happen.

Take this for example, If I didn't want to live at my dads house during 8th grade, I wouldn't have met my girlfriend at the time.

If I didn't meet my girlfriend, I would have no reason to stay there another year for freshman year.

If I didn't stay for freshman year, I wouldn't meet this other girl

If I didn't meet her, I wouldn't have met her neighbor who was a sophomore at the time.

If I never met him, I wouldn't have been introduced to his other friend who is now my best friend of today ^.^

Birth, so then I could go "forget you mom", so everyone could go, "Hey, did you hear about that baby that said forget you mom at birth?"

Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it. A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat - went back to get it. When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she'd stopped to answer it; talked for a couple of minutes. While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House. And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi. Now a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier and had stopped to get a cup of coffee. And all the while, Daisy was rehearsing. And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare; who'd stopped to get the cup of coffee, had picked up the lady who was going shopping, and had missed getting an earlier cab. The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did, because he forgot to set his alarm. While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing, and was taking a shower. And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package, which hadn't been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before, and forgot. When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck, all the while Daisy was getting dressed. The delivery truck pulled away and the taxi was able to move, while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends, who had broken a shoelace. While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater. And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn't broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would've crossed the street, and the taxi would've driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone's control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed. She would never dance again.

That was a nice movie....Regardless, I think the above shows the delicacy of time, how incidents completely unrelated may define each other and how the choices we make effect all those around us. So no, I probably wouldn't, though part of me does wish I could.
holy crap, mage.

tl;dr please

Birth, so then I could go "forget you mom", so everyone could go, "Hey, did you hear about that baby that said forget you mom at birth?"
why would you want to do that? and babies cant talk so that'd be impossible


Probably that time I was 12 and this girl put her hand in my pants. I should've just ran instead of laughing and pulling her hand out.