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hey.
I've been thinking of this lately and I've decided to post it here. What are the things you've done as a child that are very embarrassing or you feel really bad about now that you have grown up.
Here's my first, I called my dad a son of a bitch when I was like 7 or 8 without knowing what it ment. whats worse, grandma had died years ago I didn't even meet her.
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I'm not sure if I have anything. I can't think of any off of the top of my head.
I sat up in my sleep, turned toward my mother and yelled in her face, "You fucking whore!" Oh god oh god oh god. Thank god she knew I was asleep. lol
Holy crap. Nice job.
lmfao to poster three. I remember my brother telling me once that i walked in to his room while i was asleep and started singing that one song that Zozzu from the Lion king sang. something about a lovely bunch of coconuts. roflroflrofl!
oh Roflmao!! just Roflmaoooo! I can't think of any right off, so may post later.
Slipping on apatch of ice while carrying my laptop computer and a brailler. I was in eighth grade and I was in a hurry to get to P.E. class. I was wearing a pair of shoes with no traction on them. I fell backwards, and my feet flew over my head. Luckily, I was wearing leggings under my dress. The brailler made a horrible sound when it hit the cement. Luckily it didn't break. A bunch of guys from a classroom across the quad started laughing hysterically. Looking back now, I don't blame them. It probably did look hilarious! it still craks me up to this day.
Hmmm, lmfao! Walking backwards in to the dining room where the Christmas presents were all wrapped and ready for the big day. Gran had just told me not to go in. Yeah, I felt somewhat guilty, but I desperately, desperately wanted to see what I was getting for Chrimbly, so I just walked out the room then turned and walked in backwards because young and inocent as I was then, I thought no-one would see me if I walked in to the dining room the other way round, lmfaolmfaolmfao, funny but also very guilty moment there.
Another time was when I used to pick at wallpaper when I was bored, so one day when I must've been about 3, I was picking at the wallpaper in the hall in my Grandparents old house and she caught me at it. That was a bloody guilty moment for her, let alone me, as she slapped me and then there was a funny moment where we were both sat on the stairs, both crying, me because Gran had slapped me and Gran was also somewhat emmotional because she'd slapped me in the first place, so both parties had a guilty moment there. Gran for slapping me and myself of course, for ruining the wallpaper in the front hall, lmfao.
Another time, this was before the wallpaper incident, I was trundling through the front hall/dining area in our old house on a toddle truck and the next moment, was on hands and knees in the front porch. I'd just driven through mum's inner front door, because that house has two front doors, one in to an indoor porch area and then a second door in to the main house, so I'd just smashed right through the inside door in to the porch. Must've taken mum a while to find a new paign of glass as I vaguely remember this sheet of plastic film over the place where the old glass had been. That was kind of a guilty and embarrassing moment at the same time because one minute, I was trundling rather fast down the hall, the next second, I was in the porch and I didn't remember opening the inner front door which was always locked and it was almost too high for me to reach it back then.
Jen.
lol Well, it's not really embarrassing, but quite funny. When I was about 3 i went to visit my aunt, who had another aunt visiting from canada. Well I walked up the garden path, got to the front door, and fell over the step, and said in a rather loud 3-year-old voice, "shit!". To which my aunt from Canada said, "You're my friend for life now". Apparently that was her favourite word lol. But Joanne, just, lmfao! You know what your nick name is going to be from now on right? roflmao!
When I was a little kid, I was easily entertained. I'd go to the kitchen, find a pan lid, and sit on the floor for hours just spinning it on its handle. Mom had to go somewhere for a few days, so she left me with a couple named susan and Randy. They lived in a trailer. Ever since I can remember, I've always had a problem with my sleep schedule, so in the middle of the night, I got up and went to the kitchen to look for a pan lid. I must have been about 3 or 4 years old. Somehow, while looking for the lid, I turned on a stove eye. One minute, I was in the floor, spinning that lid, and then I smelled something horrid, and people were screaming. Next thing I knew, I was wrapped up in a blanket and flung out the front door. The trailer burned to the ground. The next thing I remember, we were all in a car, me, my brother, and the couple who also had a teenaged daughter. The daughter sat in the back seat with me and my brother. She was just sobbing and sobbing. I asked her what was wrong. I didn't know that the trailer had burned down. Now fast forward about 15 years, and I met that same couple. They asked me if I remembered their little trailer. Mom had told me of this story, but meeting them and having them tell it to me was an extremely awkward moment, I can assure you.
These r fucking great. Just roflmfao. Let's see. I cn't fucking think of any now, which really bothers me, so I'll come back and write later
My most embarrassing moment as a child actually was embarrassing to me when I got older. I remember a lot about my sister's wedding when I was 8, but I didn't remember this moment until I turned about 15 and was looking through old family videos. Not having any depth perception or peripheral vision didn't help me to realize how close I was to the camera and I was like with my whole face on the screen and I proclaimed at the top of my voice, "I have to go to the bathroom!" and the whole family reponded with a chorus of, "Oh, TMI on camera, thanks for sharing!" and my poor nervous dad turns to my Mom and says, "Will you... uh... take her?" OMG! *facepalms*
Ouch. That musta been embarrassing. Oh I can't remembeer any embarrassing ones but when I was about 2 years old, I apparently fell on the hardwood kitchen floor of my old house and hit my head good. Then, a second later, I screamed "Son of a bitch!" at the top of my 2 year old lungs.
Wow, this topic got resurrected. I never even knew of it's existence till just now.
When I was about four, I took an orange marker, and drew what I thought was quite a lovely mural on our dining room wall. My Mom came in after I was done and saw it. She asked if I did it, and being scared of getting in trouble, I said no. Then she asked if I knew where on the wall the drawing was, and I proceeded to go right up to the wall and put my hand directly on it. Of course, what I didn't think through was that if I hadn't done it, I'd have no way of knowing where it was, as I am totally blind.
lmfao this is sooo amusing
Embarrassing and or guilty moments? Hmm, let's see. I'm sure there were millions, but here are some I can remember.
This first one I actually don't remember, but my mom does. Apparently when I was little, say 2 to 4, we had this neighbor lady over at our house. She wanted a look at my eyes for whatever reason, so she picks me up to examine them. And right to her face, right in front of everyone I proclaimed,
"I can see your beard!"
This one happened when I was a little older, maybe 7 or so. My grandmother got a call from her sister in-law, the one everyone calls Aunt Mary, who lives in Italy. So she gathers the whole family around the phone to take turns saying hi. She was calling from a pretty long way after all. So it gets to be my turn. Now, I'd never talked to Aunt Mary before, so I resorted to my default method of conversation with unfamiliar grownups.
"So, how old are you?"
"how old am I? she says, "I'm 84."
"84? Wow that's old! Aren't you supposed to be dead?"
The family was not happy.
This next one's sort of vague. I was around the same age and Dad and I were at the store. He'd just finished paying for the groceries and I, thinking I was being oh so polite, turned to the male cashier and said, "Have a nice day mam!" Jesus, poor Dad...
Quite the conversationalist, ay?
Oh wow! These are great! Here are mine.
I was about eleven or so and I had to go to the bathroom while waiting in line for a ride at a carnival. We were almost at the entrance too, so I thought I'd just go when the ride was finished. I got on next to my cousin and the ride began. It did all these loops and things, and toward the end, the bar squezzed me just right and as I'm hanging upside down, I pee all over myself, my cousin and it dripped down off the seat. I got off crying with completely soaked shorts and had to walk all the way back through the park with pee all over me, and I ran in to more people I knew than I care to count.
I was at a relatives house when I was about nine. I didn't feel well the whole day, and I knew it so when my uncle went to tickle me, I told him to leave me alone. Lunchtime came, and I was eating some french fries when I felt like I was going to puke. I quickly got up to run toward the bathroom and my cousin was sitting on the floor in my way. I stopped short of falling on her and opened my mouth to warn her to move and promptly vomited all over her.
I was about eight and my friend and I were at our local pool. We ran inside the bathroom to change back in to our regular clothes when I realized I had to go poop. I had the world's worst time undoing my swimsuit and eventually started getting the hang of it when I farted and a little turd came out in my swimsuit. I pulled it out and was trying to toss it in the toilet when it flew out of my hand and landed on the other side of the stall's side door. I remember my friend looked down and said, "Ew! Where'd that piece of dookie come from. It wasn't there when I got in here! Ew! Gross!"
One last story:
I was in Spanish class when I realized my period had started. Great! I raised my hand to tell the male teacher that I had to use the bathroom. "You can just wait till the bell rings. I just started class. If you had to go that bad, you would've gone Before class." I sat and thought a moment, then raised my hand again, "I really have to go, Mister C. It's an emergency." "Like I said, if it were that bad of an emergency, you'd have gone twenty minutes ago before my class started." I thought about just walking out. But there was no way I was getting detention in the resource room with that creepy assistant. I convinced myself that it just barely started, it can't be too bad. Could it? The final bell rings and I get up after being doubled over with the word's most hideous cramps and blood all down my pants. Sucks being a girl.
Pee, poo, puke and period. Name four of the most mortifying substances on Earth. lol
Were the cousins from story 1 and story 2 the same person? If so, that poor poor thing.
That reminded me of another story. I was about 6. My Mom and I were horsing around. I really had to pee, and Mom started tickling me. See where this is going?
I ended up with soaked pants in front of her and the rest of the family. Fond childhood memories indeed...
No. Different cousins.
i remember flooding the whole kitchen house at around age 4 when mom told me to wash the cups in the sink.
I did not know better, so i covered the drain with the cup to wash it and i flooded the whole kitchen and the water leaked all the way down to the shu store and everything was soking wet.
i lived in an apartment building above the shoe store.
and i had to be in court with my parents and i felt kind of guilty for that, but i had no idea as a young 4 year old.
uh. roflmao. some of these are just great. so lets see. only a couple come to mind right now.
i was like 3 or 4, my mother was home from work that morning, and she was in the bathroom when the phone rings and i answer. so a man's voice says, hi, can i talk to your mom lease? and i say, she can't now, she's shitting. i find out later that it was my mother's boss who needed to ask her something, and when everyone laughed about it at that time i thought it was because i said the word shitting, since kids that age often find those words funny. lol.
another one i was about 7, there was this incredibly huge, boring chick who's last name was torri, who would plant herself in our kitchen the whole day as if she was part of the furniture to pester my mother with all her problems, which were only the same 2 or 3 things she kept bitching about. she wsn't verry clean either and you'd recognize her smell easily. so one day i come back home from laying outside, hear that smell and yell something like, hi mom! hey it smells like torri here! well i guess you can figure out who was in fact once again planted on one of our kitchen's chairs. at least that shocked her enough to stop the bitching for a few minutes. lol
will come back later, as i'm sure there's more. lots more. lol
god, sorry guys for the horible typos. i meant playing outside not laying. lol
Wow, Brandi, you've got some crazy ones there. Your poor cousins! and, I hope that teacher felt like an ass for not letting you go to the bathroom. I wish he'd have had to clean up the blood on the chair himself, would have served him right.
was always curious about things when i was a child, and one time decided to try use the kettle.
just so happened that my box of paints got in the way, and on my way to the lounge to take a nice cup of tea to my mum, i knocked the box of paints... and paint went everywhere!. from the place i was standing right through the sitting room door. iwwww
I used to lick people when I was a baby. Lol. We had a dog so I thought that's how you were supposed to greet people was by licking them. Lol.
Hahaha, Michelle!
roflmao at the last one! well, dogs usually smell each other's ass too, so it's good if she licked people rather than that. lol
Haha. You'rehilarious Lori. These are great.
When I was 3 or 4 I was at a restaurant with the whole family - parents, grandparents,etc . It was really cold outside and our table happened to be right near a door so everytime people went in and out, we got blasted with cold air. There was a group coming in and the door was standing open for quite a long time. Not liking the cold I yelled "Close the fucking door" at the top of my lungs. The entire
restaurant slipped into mortified silence while my parents and grandparents tried not to laugh.
When I was 10 or 11, we had this huge basset hound. He weighed 90 pounds or so and was all muscle. Well, I was convinced I could walk him by myself even though this dog had never been trained to walk properly on a leash and was quite a handful. I begged and nagged my Dad to let me take him out. My Dad told me I wasn't strong enough to handle him but I just wouldn't let it go. Finally, my Dad gave in just to shut me up and teach me a lesson. So, I got the leash and the dog and headed out the front door like I knew what I was doing. As soon as we hit the porch, my dog saw a cat across the street and took off running. I made it about half way down the driveway on my feet before I fell and ended up clinging to the leash for dear life while the dog dragged me on my belly down the driveway. My Dad was standing on the front porch howling with laughter. I finally let go of the leash once I got dragged into the street. My Dad eventually got controll of himself enough to go get my dog but still to this day, he gives me crap about that and howls with laughter every time he tells the story.
rofllmao! Those are hilarious!
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