Not to be disrespectful towards you charming lot, but these 'worst regrets' are WEAK.
I got drunk and threw my laptop (which i used for many hours a day) and broke it a week or so ago.
I got drunk after ODing on Somas the night before which left me totally obliterated and went to hangout with a girl I had a thing with and her friend, and ended up going apeshit when the girl I liked hugged an old friend of hers that we came across. I was trying to burn them with cigarettes and calling them cowards and fuckers and being totally out of control.
I came to school drunk and fell asleep in 1st period and couldn't be woken up until 2nd period and got in a bunch of trouble for that.
I got a DUI on tramadol+soma+oxycodone+xanax on New Years Eve. People called 911 when they saw me running redlights (I was nodding out HARD at the wheel) and driving eratically. This has totally devastated my college plans and my entire life. I'm currently on (parental) lockdown in my house, not as punishment, but because they don't trust me at all outside the house.
Me and my girlfriend were trying to buy xanax and the dealer stole our money so we chased the car and called the cops and said they mugged us. I eventually pinned them in and one got out to fight me but I wouldn't because they had a carfull of people. The cops picked 2 of the 4 up and we made statements against them. Then I made the HUGE mistake of leaving a message on the dealers phone saying, "How the piggies treating you, fatty?" I made sure not to say anything incriminating cuz I thought the cops might be monitoring his phone, but the message pissed them off and made them think something was up, so they took my GF out of school and interrogated the fuck out of her and made all this shit up about a 'voice stress test' (when they pulled this on me I was like, "You got that with you?" and it was obvious that they didn't, they said "It can be arranged" or some bullshit after a short pause.. my girlfriend, however, believed them) that is apparently 99.9% accurate or some horse shit at telling if a story is true. My GF totally caved and made a statement against us telling the entire truth and now I am on PAY (Prosecution Alternatives for Youth) which means piss testing (marijuana has been the only thing keeping me sane, happy, and productive in life for the last 3 years, I'm a miserable fuckhead wreck without it, and not because of mental addiction, just how I naturally am) and community service and blah blah blah. Basically probation for minors, which is funny, because I'm going to end up being on real probation at the same time at some point due to my DUI.
I got drunk about 4 days ago and my sister and her (military boy) fiance were over. Sister knew I was drinking.. I ended up blacking out (NEVER good in my case) and went in my room and started screaming 'fuck you' and doing all sorts of things I have been way too embarassed to ask about. My sister came in, we got into some sort of lame little struggle that resulted in her hitting me, me hitting her back, and her screaming bloody murder. Her boy came in and put me in some kind of hold and pinnned me and wouldn't let me go until I assured him that I was calm. This is the only part I remember, being pinned. All very, very embarassing. I haven't seen my sister since.. I don't want to.
I got drunk last night and broke my nice headphones (on purpose).
There's plenty more, but this is getting depressing. I've decided to quit drinking, by the way. I'm not an alcoholic by any means, but when I drink, I tend to drink a LOT, and due to the recent stresses in my life, I have become an angry, crazy drunk, instead of the loving happy drunk I once was. All of this gets me into too much trouble for it to be worth the shitty high (why can't opiates be legal and alcohol banned? society would be much more pleasant in every way).
Oh, and I totally devasted my parents and my relationship with them by doing the above things and PLENTY more.