lollyp0p said:

I can't talk I did too 10 years ago...and you're absolutely right it was a steep learning curve for you honey and the silver lining is that you DID learn from it and are (SOOOOO thankfully) ok now

EarthAirFireWater said:

i was a child and it was a silly thing to do

but at least i didn't have a insect concentration camp

at recess my friends and I would run to the back of the field by the fence and eat the honey from honey suckles.

Our Recess teachers also told us our school was built on ancient indian burial ground and so we decided to dig a hole toward the end of the field by the fences. We dug a hole so deep we got in trouble for it. We also were convinced we found a finger.


My friend and I use to love gummy bears, one day, at lunch time we got a little bag of gummy cars. We saved one from the packet and we kept it for the next few weeks. We went everywhere with it. Eventually my red gummy race car was black. Her yellow one was in half. We both lost it.

My brother and I use to steal my moms party clothes and he would dresss me up and put big balloons in the dresses. He also tapped m&ms at the tips of the balloons so that they looked like nipples. I have several pictures dressed like this.

When from the ages 3-4 I went around the house wearing my collection of bathing suits every day. It was that or my panties and no shirt.

I use to collect bouncy balls and put them in a huge bucket and not let anyone touch them. They were just to be looked at.

For breakfast my mom would make me eggs and shoe string fries. I would freak out if the egg yolk touched the fries so my mom would put them in seperate dishes.

I had four pretend friends and they looked like the characters from 21 jump street. they were the coolest people i ever met.

I watched drop dead fred constantly and said he was my boyfriend.

When I was a little girl ages 6-9 my teacher would give me her old papers files dittos coloring books because she knew how much i loved playing teacher. At home I would harrass my parents to do the dittos or I would fail them.


and my favorite...to prove my crazyness as a child...

My parents bought me a little mini kitchen, and a mini ironing board and iron.
The kitchen obviously had pans and such. I use to take my mini frying pan and hit people with it.

and my iron i use to run to my brother and press it against his chest and scream happily cus i "Burnt" him

Man I had so much fun as a little kid