If you could go back, and live one day over again, would you? What day would it be, and why? I'm interested to see what you people have to say. I mean, there must be SOME day that was just so perfect that you could do it over and over again. Or maybe, you know that if you could change ONE thing, your life would be alot different.


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Posted by Narzack on February 8, 2005 at 08:55 PM | 17 Dropkicked
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Anonymous (guest)

Comment posted on February 20th, 2005 at 03:36 PM
What would yours be, narzack?

I think I'd like to go back to some tennis ball wars, before everyone got so lost from each other, and I think I'd like to try to preserve that more... somehow... Those days were so beautiful in their innocence, really and truly we were all just so... pure, like light... we were just... kids, I guess is all I can think of to describe us. I'd like that back, to some degree. When there was still promise without the memory of rejection or loss.......
Comment posted on February 13th, 2005 at 05:25 PM
If I could relive one day over and over again, it would have to be a day with Andy. We took a road trip in the summer on a nice cool day, did a bit of hiking, drove back a long road with nothing on it looking for wildlife, and basically just spent the day laughing and having a good time, just like nothing in the world could touch us or bother us. Just two good friends, enjoying nature and the company for the day with no work or worries.

As for a day I would like to live over so I could change something... I would go back to the orginal confrontation and prevent it from ever happening. That one moment caused endless problems and heartache for so many people that I wish I would have just swallowed the words and let him continue to live in blissful ignorance.
Comment posted on February 10th, 2005 at 09:32 PM
If I had a day to live over....I would pick anyday that I spent with Dad and when he wasn't sick!!! I just miss him so freakin' much! It seems like anytime would be great with him....which it would have been.....but I can't see why I couldn't realize that when he was here....how great he was!

Yea, that is a day I would like to live over.
Comment posted on February 12th, 2005 at 01:12 AM
Yeah, I miss him too. That's the nature of regret, brah. You don't understand until it's too late.
Comment posted on February 10th, 2005 at 02:30 PM
I have two days. One is a good memory and one is something I'd like to fix.

The first: Not even a day, but a single instant. In this instant the world consisted of only him and I. No other sights or sounds just him. He smiled at me and facing each other he took both my hands and I couldn't contain my glee. It was the perfect end to the perfect day. The day of the couch fort in the lounge.

The second: The problem I need to fix and don't know how... it was a sunday and she was drunk and I didn't notice when she had a breakdown later that night. I DID NOT know. And now everyone is mad at everyone else.
Comment posted on February 12th, 2005 at 01:10 AM
That second one sounds like something you can work on fixing, though. Give it a shot.
Comment posted on February 9th, 2005 at 03:54 PM
I can think of a few, but most of them just contain a few relatively minor, but dumb shit nevertheless.

I think it would have to be the day I had the chance to say everything, but said all the wrong things. I had no idea it would change everything. But then again, had things been different, I most likely would be without much of the knowledge I now have. I'm not sure which is better, as far as reality is concerned.
Comment posted on February 12th, 2005 at 01:09 AM
I know the feeling. And you always say the right things in your dreams, that's the worst part.
Comment posted on February 9th, 2005 at 12:08 PM
Ironically, I just watched the Butterfly Effect the other day. Director's cut.

But I think I'd relive James's graduation day. Or maybe that night we broke the light in your basement.
Comment posted on February 12th, 2005 at 01:08 AM
Did you like the movie? The ending was SO HARD. But yeah, the night we broke the light was simply AWESOME.
Comment posted on March 3rd, 2005 at 05:47 AM
That'd be mine too actually, I don't remember did we ever get the N64 to work right?
Comment posted on March 3rd, 2005 at 11:32 AM
The N64 worked, but it was the TV that was all jacked up.

Anonymous (guest)

Comment posted on February 9th, 2005 at 12:51 AM
Hm, probably the day I lost part of myself. I don't know when it happened, though I have my suspicions. I left something back there, before my life curved around the bend. I can't see it anymore, but I can feel it. or its absence. It seems essential to life to give it away, leave little bread-crumb-like moments throughout time so that at the end of your life you can look back and see your path and be welcomed. One of my worst fears is at the end, realizing I'm clutching on to too much. Why should I? You can't take it with you. But anways, yeah...there's something that I gave away that I can't get back. Would I do it though? probably not. The future is far more promising because that is where reality waits. The past, it's always bittersweet.
Comment posted on February 12th, 2005 at 01:07 AM
That's quite a mouthful.
Comment posted on February 8th, 2005 at 09:06 PM
August of 2003-Road trip with my three best friends, not very far, only two hours away to Montreal. We woke up really early to get a good start on the day, went for smoked meat for lunch, spent the afternoon at the Biodome, which is essentially 4 biospheres, took tons pictures, went for a walk in downtown Montreal close to my uncle's house, went out for a really nice dinner, and only left for home around 12:30. By far, the greatest day I can remember.

Good question!
Comment posted on February 9th, 2005 at 12:36 AM
Sounds like a really bloody nice time. Have you scheduled any more?
Comment posted on February 9th, 2005 at 02:38 AM
It's kind of hard for all of us to get a day off together. It kind of blows, but that's what makes certain days special, I guess. If they were all like that, then they would just be regular.