Do you ever find yourself thinking back when you were young "What the hell was I thinking"?

Yes, I decided that my senior year in high school I wanted to bleach my hair and dye it bright neon pink and get my senior picture taken like that. I look at the picture in the year book now and my hair looks like a clown wig! I really think I wanted to piss of my fellow peers because I never got along well with the preps who basically ran the school and if you weren't in with them you were a nobody so I guess I wanted to stand out.

As a 2 year old i didn't want to eat all my breakfast, so I took the last piece of toast and threw it around the side of the house... I went back the next week, out of curiosity, to see what the toast looked like after sitting there for ages. When I went behind the house, there was a brick in exactly the same place I threw the toast, and I was convinced the toast had turned into a brick. Ever since then, my whole life's been moments of "what the hell was I thinking", but thats what makes it fun!

Everyday of my life. I won't tell the story attached to that feeling.

EDIT: I changed my mind, since everybody's story is about drinking...I got drunk once at night on my college campus with two guy friends. Then we decided to walk behind the woods to this rock quarry with a really deep pond and not a single streetlight. On the way we ran into like 12 guys getting high at the dark end of the football field. Needless to say, anything could have happened to me that night and my friends could not have protected me. This is also the story known as "The night I quit drinking."

Yeah, lots of times. Some of them too embarassing toshare. But I'll tell ya this one. Once I went out with this guy and while riding in his car I slipped off my shoes. Then we got into an arguement, and when we came to a stop sign I jumped out of the car and proceeded to walk home barefooted. It was fall so it was chilly out. Later I thought, Why the heck didn't I put my shoes on. HaHa Another time I went hiking late in the day and ended up on a very high ledge at sundown and had to jump down. It was really high up and I am surprised I did it without breaking a leg.

I easily have in certainty concept issues alongside those lines in the past, distinctly for the period of the financial disaster that resulted from me no longer understanding the place the money became into getting into that first marriage. I only depended on her to pay the expenditures etc., yet she wasn't in the direction of the top of it, on the subject of the time I caught her in MY mattress with mt 'suited' chum ! So, sure, I did ask your self why my trusting her positioned me via such hell. one project nevertheless, i'm now lots extra suitable and extra assertive, and somewhat extra confident in my self, yet to no longer the factor of being proud. there is none of that form of situation in this marriage, that is only there is not any existence or spark there, even with my efforts. No hate, no mistrust etc, only, comparable previous-comparable-previous ! that is comfortable, yet drives me nuts, because of the fact I shop thinking, there could desire to be extra to existence than this rut. i'm hoping that solutions your "good" question.oxox

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in fifth grade, my friend wanted to preform in front of the whole school for the 5th grade program thing, and we decided on singing......BUT IM A BAD SINGER!!! so i humilliated myself in front of the whole school with my friend...whos no longer my friend anymore. i didnt think it was that embarassing at the time, but now that i look back...WHAT THE HE*L WAS I THINKING???

also in that same year, even though my hair is curly, i cut it up to my ears...and guess what happened?? IT PUFFED OUT LIKE A MUSHROOM!!!! so then for the next year, i was known as the "short puffy haired girl" and among my friends in japan "kinoko" meaning mushroom. I WILL NEVER EVER CUT MY HAIR THAT SHORT AGAIN!!!!

5th grade...what a horrible year. i had the worst teacher, i only was in school for 4 monthes cuz i was in school in japan for the other 5 months(gosh, i wish i cud hav stayed there for the rest of the year), i had the WORST hair, i had no friends in my class, i was beggining to lose my old friends, i did alot of stupid things..u get the point.

When I was younger me and my friend were the whitest white girls and for some reason we started listening to rap and wearing big hoop earings. Luckly that phase only lasted 4 months but we still talk about it and laugh at our selves.

Yeah, but I usually bleep out the swears when I'm thinking to myself and say them out loud instead. :)

Most of my stories are kind of boring and you will see them in books one day.

Dating this really greasy guy back in grade 8...

Do Not Want!

Yes.

When I was 4 or 5, I used to go and say 'Sir, your zipper is unzipped...' even if it is.

p/s What was I thinking?