LOL omg this thread is genuis good idea Meg I have quite a few, but I can only think of a couple right now.... me n my friend courtney, back when we were little, used to go downtown and get those pick'n'mix bags ALL the time. and then one day, we figured out a new use for the little jelly ring things. wedding rings we would take turns (being the male or female) and act out our wedding and put the rings on our fingers... the retarded part was that we kept the rings on for a LONG time until we found a new activity to occupy our minds with. and even tho that ring had gone through hell and high water and was probably dirty as hell, i still ate it... and this one time when i was like 8 or so, i was eating dinner in front of the tv with my family (we occasionally did this when a good show was on during dinner time) and when the show we were watching was done, a documentary came on (we kept watchin cuz we werent done eating) it was about drug addicts and some part said that drug addicts have really really dark circles under their eyes. well, i woke up in the middle of the nite that nite and went to the bathroom and i looked in the mirror and realized *OMG* I have those dark circles too!! (I occasionally get dark circles under my eyes when i dont get enough sleep, or when i get too much sleep) and i cried my eyes out for a good half hour cuz i was CONVINCED that i was a drug addict somehow, even tho i had never even SEEN any drugs of any sort.... oh goodness, i was an idiot... oh and i used to eat my lunch tickets (little tickets that we used to pay for lunch in elem school) that were made out of paper cuz i was so hungry...the retarded part was that i used to do it IN the fucking lunch line...i was literally minutes from getting food...but oh no, i could not wait... k im sure there will be more to come, but thats it for now hah.
I've eaten candy I found on the ground...up until jr. high In grade 11, I went to Vancover Island with my school for this Marine Biology weekend thing, and we were hiking on the West Coast Trail [for those of you who don't know, it is a train in the bush along the ocean that was constructed so people didnt die from exposure anymore] Anywho, so we are walking along, and then my frien says to me "Trevor, return to your natural habitat", so, like the guy I am, I start running into the bush shouting like a raving lunatic. then my dad [who is a teacher and my father] shouts "TREVOR, GET OUT OF THERE!! IF YOU BREAK AN ANKLE I AM NOT GOING TO CARRY YOU OUT!!" Dropping my head i say, "But I'm returning to my natural habitat" haha, that was aweosme, that whole trip was awesome
okey dokey... OO, this summer, at my friends farm, we were filming this strange movie [but that is a side story I won't get into] and we had this cardboard box, and a hill. Trouble brewing...So we talk and joke, and I climb in, perfectly knowing what is going to happen, and two of my friends, David and Sarah, start running/pushign me down the hill. Well at one point the box stopped, I felw out, and the two flew over me [partially landing on me too]. i had a harmonica in my back pocket at the time and whn I got up, i pulled it out and said "I bent my harp" all sad like, and that harp is still bend and was featured as the backing track on that song I recorded. The End
AHAHAH as in your jew's harp? lmfao thats a great mental picture.. "i bent my wookie" why the hell am i still online?? ! i'm going now
Harmoninca, my big Tremelo [sp?]. I want a jews harp though, and panpipes. Meg, email me that song please, I so wanna hear it.
a few other childhood memorys: up in mccall with my siblings, we are tossing sand into a boat just for fun, and they decide to throw huge amounts that end up getting my eyes and in my hair and everywhere...that was painful being complete freaked out by bees to the point of insanity...seriously. it would come to the point that at night when i was trying to sleep, i could clearly hear a muzzle of bumble bees flying around my head, and it was scary...if a bee was in the class room, i would occupy my time being scared of that instead of paying attention in class i remember at the end of 6th grade, alot of kids were talking about getting stoned, and they asked me if i knew what it meant, and i said "well of course i do..." cause i didnt know what it meant, which of course they knew was bullshit...they just told me that "i should never be stoned...ever", which of course now i have thousands of times
haha oh man well..uh....okay, here's something stupid... back when i had to go to kristian skool, there was only two bathrooms, one boy and one girl bathroom....and someone was in the girls for a loooongass time, so long... and i didn't wanna use the boy's, ahah....and so i uh...kind stood there and pissed myself aHAHAHAHH and then sat down in it and cried hahahahha
26,000 posts?!!!!! How is this the first time Ive ever seen you??? Thats more than an administrator and you only been here for like a year and a half!! Geez. When was around eight I wanted ever so much to be friends with the older girls at school (as you do). So there I am one day, on the playground, and a girl from my year (who later turned out to be my best friend, not now tho) was playing with one of the cool older girls. I start talking to them, and the older girl goes 'do you have skidmarks?' and all I can say is 'um...I dont know...' so she says, 'theyre really cool, I have them' and turns around to the girl from my year, who also knew what they were (the older one had probably just told her ) and says 'dont you have them? Theyre cool aye!' and she says 'oh yeah' so of course I admitted to the pair of them that I, also had skidmarks. And of course they cracked up laughing. So embarrassing :& P.S. For anyone who doesnt know, skidmarks are poo stains in your undies.
I puked in the hallway at school in grade 1 cause the teacher made me wait until recess to go to the bathroom... That same year I made some kid vomit (by laughing) by grabbing my crotch and going "honk honk". I got in lots of trouble...
ahaha omg i got one.. when i was growin up, my dad was married to this crackwhore bitch with 3 kids and they always taught me bad things i suppose well they just weren't a good influence ...anyway in first grade, me and my best friend in the class, her name was adrianna or something, we were passing this note back and forth to each other writing things like 'dummy' 'stupid' 'loser' and 'butthole' (don't ask...haha) so i remember asking her "hey adraannnaaa, do you care if i put on a BAD word?" and she said no so i wrote 'bitch' ahaha so the next day, i get called out of class and theres adrianna apparantly, she put the note in the most goody-goody little girl in the class's booksack hahahaha and her parents found it.. ahahah so i got in trouble and i wouldn't tell my mom where i learned that word from even though she knew.. and also, i liked this kid named...well actually, i dont remember his name (this was also in first grade) and i vaguely remember him punching me in the stomach and it hurt... =/ but for some reason i drew him as a stick figure and then i drew a penis and erased it(but it was still there) hahahahaha...my mom was like "micha..what is this' and i was like "..idunno"