Sex Ed at 8! Holy crap they are getting to the kids young now.
The Dumbest Thing You've Ever Done
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Jeremy1026 said:
Ehh I'm British. We tend to do everything earlier here than in America (the school served beer at our leaver's party in Year 6 (so when we were 10/11)). They only let us drink the legal amount for our age though!)
The sex ed wasn't much though. It was literally "girls have vaginas, boys have penises." and then we didn't do any more for the rest of the year.
I went down a really long steep driveway with my scooter that didn't have working brakes. I had to jump off going like 40 mph and I was very bloody...
When I was in my rebellious teenager phase, I ran away from home to go live long distance with guys I met on the internet.
Twice.
The first time was very spontaneous and I didn't make it very far, eventually getting drunk with a bunch of hobos in a neighboring town and waking up in a hospital. The second time (different guy) I planned a bit more, and actually made it all the way out to Virginia with him. I ended up living with him for a couple months before my parents managed to coax me back home.
I was a pretty dumb teenager.
Twice.
The first time was very spontaneous and I didn't make it very far, eventually getting drunk with a bunch of hobos in a neighboring town and waking up in a hospital. The second time (different guy) I planned a bit more, and actually made it all the way out to Virginia with him. I ended up living with him for a couple months before my parents managed to coax me back home.
I was a pretty dumb teenager.
When I was nine, we were playing basketball with one of the teachers and I was trying to block her shot (believe it or not, she was about as tall as us). We ended up bumping into each other midair, which would've been the coolest chestbump ever if everyone didn't start saying, "LOL YOU HUMPED THE TEACHER!".
I work at a factory that makes plastic parts for cars. I learned a few nights back that press 3, while my favorite press, is the one you don't want to argue with.
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I work at a factory that makes plastic parts for cars. I learned a few nights back that press 3, while my favorite press, is the one you don't want to argue with.
Because it will burn you.
And tear you.
Apparently, eventhough I'm one of the smartest workers in the factory, this only happens to me.
Because it will burn you.
And tear you.
Apparently, eventhough I'm one of the smartest workers in the factory, this only happens to me.
GadgetJax
Traveling Storyteller and Card Faker
This is moreso a personal matter, but I figured I might as well share it here so at least someone knows about it.
A while back, my Dad dropped my Playstation Portable, and the battery flew out of it. This was the second time it happened. At first, I didn't make much of it, and I put the battery back in. About a half-hour later, I tried to turn it on. Nothing happened. At first I thought it was out of battery, so I went to charge it. The indicator light did not turn on. I looked in the back of the PSP, and I noticed that many pieces near the battery slot snapped.
Yes, so now my PSP is broken. I went to go tell my Dad about how it stopped working when he dropped it, and instead of being sympathetic, he told me these horrible words:
'How do you know that YOU weren't the one who broke it?'
I was so mad at him that I just headed to bed (About 7PM). That isn't the part where I messed up. The following day, I noticed that on my phone, there was a text from one of my friends, Lily. She needed some help at the library with setting up for a surprise party. I was still so mad at Dad from the other day, that I told her off by saying that she was a crazy fool and telling her that I wouldn't help her. An hour later, I recieved a text back from Lily's mother, saying that she doesn't want me around Lily anymore and that if I was to contact her again via any method whatsoever she would personally call the police. I am not even kidding. So, in a span of 24 hours my PSP was broken by my rude Dad and I lost one of my best friends (and my reputation).
A while back, my Dad dropped my Playstation Portable, and the battery flew out of it. This was the second time it happened. At first, I didn't make much of it, and I put the battery back in. About a half-hour later, I tried to turn it on. Nothing happened. At first I thought it was out of battery, so I went to charge it. The indicator light did not turn on. I looked in the back of the PSP, and I noticed that many pieces near the battery slot snapped.
Yes, so now my PSP is broken. I went to go tell my Dad about how it stopped working when he dropped it, and instead of being sympathetic, he told me these horrible words:
'How do you know that YOU weren't the one who broke it?'
I was so mad at him that I just headed to bed (About 7PM). That isn't the part where I messed up. The following day, I noticed that on my phone, there was a text from one of my friends, Lily. She needed some help at the library with setting up for a surprise party. I was still so mad at Dad from the other day, that I told her off by saying that she was a crazy fool and telling her that I wouldn't help her. An hour later, I recieved a text back from Lily's mother, saying that she doesn't want me around Lily anymore and that if I was to contact her again via any method whatsoever she would personally call the police. I am not even kidding. So, in a span of 24 hours my PSP was broken by my rude Dad and I lost one of my best friends (and my reputation).
Lily's mom seems a bit off, if you only replied with "you crazy fool, I'm not helping set up."
The stupidest thing I can remember right now was an event that happened while I was nine. A hired maid had come over and just mopped the kitchen floor (tiled, still wet), and I had the urge to go get a snack. With socks on, I ran onto the floor, slipped, fell on my rear, and slid into the bottom corner of the refrigerator, which left a huge dent in my thigh. I still have the scar to this day.
My cross country teammates have produced a fair amount of memorable moments:
One freshman was in line at McAllister's (restaurant) and asked how many cheeses are on a four-cheese melt (his nickname on the team is "Four-Cheese" because of this). This same freshman has said that Thailand is in Japan and that the earth has four moons and asked who the lead "songer" of Blur was to the coaches (the last one was a real mispronunciation).
A now-upperclassman received the nickname "Cornbread" when some lazy then-seniors asked him what his favorite food was.
Another upperclassman pulled out an ironing board from a hotel closet, laid on it with his full weight in a plank position, and broke its metal supports (the board fell a full three feet to the ground in a split-second with him on top of it). This same one also flipped "Cornbread"'s mattress and got himself stuck in a folding couch bed.
My cross country teammates have produced a fair amount of memorable moments:
One freshman was in line at McAllister's (restaurant) and asked how many cheeses are on a four-cheese melt (his nickname on the team is "Four-Cheese" because of this). This same freshman has said that Thailand is in Japan and that the earth has four moons and asked who the lead "songer" of Blur was to the coaches (the last one was a real mispronunciation).
A now-upperclassman received the nickname "Cornbread" when some lazy then-seniors asked him what his favorite food was.
Another upperclassman pulled out an ironing board from a hotel closet, laid on it with his full weight in a plank position, and broke its metal supports (the board fell a full three feet to the ground in a split-second with him on top of it). This same one also flipped "Cornbread"'s mattress and got himself stuck in a folding couch bed.
GadgetJax
Traveling Storyteller and Card Faker
And now, for something that WON'T make people continuously PM me about my life!
Another really dumb thing I did was getting a disc stuck in the disc drive for my computer. It took a full week to get it out of there, and when the disc finally came out, it was in a million little pieces. For anyone wondering, the disc was just a blank one I was trying to upload music onto, so I guess it really isn't the DUMBEST thing I ever did.
Another really dumb thing I did was getting a disc stuck in the disc drive for my computer. It took a full week to get it out of there, and when the disc finally came out, it was in a million little pieces. For anyone wondering, the disc was just a blank one I was trying to upload music onto, so I guess it really isn't the DUMBEST thing I ever did.