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What weird stuff did you do as a kid?
I saw this on another board and the answers were hilarious!
I used to pick my boogers and put them on one of my bed rails. I used to pee in my air vent in my room (they were in the floor) when I was little because I didn't want to pee in my bed and I didn't want to walk all the way to the bathroom. My mom eventually caught me and put a stop to it, so I started peeing on the floor in my closet. Why? I have no fvcking idea. Weirdo.
My friends and I belonged to a society called the "Ooga Booga Society". I cannot to this day tell how you become initiated, because it was so top secret. (Please tell me someone else is in the Ooga Booga society?? This was a huge group of friends, older and younger, that did this!)
I was a really odd child.
Re: What weird stuff did you do as a kid?
I wiped my nose on the carpet a lot when I was really little. Oh, and once I tried to pee standing up like a boy. As you can imagine, that worked out SO well. I blamed the mess on my step-brother at the time.
I liked playing pretend a lot when I was little too. During the Olympics, I would put on roller skates in the basement and pretend I was a figure skater (and instead of actually DOING a jump, I would say, "double axle!" and it would be just as good as doing it). We had a pool, so you can imagine how often I was a mermaid.
I also used to watch movies over and over and over. Like, on a sick day, I would lay on the couch and watch Bambi... like eight times in a day. No variation for me.
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I used to pick my nose and wipe it on the side of my dad's chair. I blamed it on my brother.
I ate June bugs. A LOT. My parents were seriously concerned about this.
My parents made me see a counselor in elementary school because they thought that I asked too many questions about s.e.x. I was just curious D@MN
My sister and I used to run around the house naked, just because we could. My mom would get so frustrated, which made us do it even more because we thought it was funny. My dad was gone a lot for military stuff, so it was usually just the three of us...we had to keep my mom on her toes somehow.
My friends and I also had this secret society when I was in kindergarten. We would meet at the monkey bars and not allow boys in. We'd exchange Lisa Frank stickers and talk about what snack we were going to have that day. Ah, to be 5 again.
OMG I totally forgot!! In elementary school, I had an eraser collection (yes, really). My group of friends and I would all bring our giant ziploc bags full of erasers to school, and during lunch and recess we would sit on the pavement and trade erasers. The cooler the eraser, the more "other" erasers you had to fork over to get the cool one.
A sidenote to this: Do you have any idea how many strange erasers exist in the world? I even had one that was a pencil topper shaped like a cow.
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I also collected erasers in all shapes and colors. I had dinosaur erasers, animal erasers, people erasers...everything. I didn't trade them with anyone, though. I would build them elaborate houses to live in and would create this whole world for them to exist. They had very interesting lives, to say the least. Half the fun was just building the structures for them to live in. Once, I used a two-tiered round table and made them a mansion. I had a whole drawer full of stuff I would use.
We had a big ant hill just by our house, with those big, fat red ants. I would pull the legs off grasshoppers and put them on the ant hill, and watch the ants work. I would also take an ant or two sometimes and put them in a puddle to watch them swim. They would eventually become still, and I would take them out and put them on a sunny rock to "revive" them. Unfortunately, they appeared to be brain dead as they would just curl up and walk in circles.
I remember the Oogah Boogah Society! Although, I don't remember much about it, just the name.
There was an awesome climbing tree on the corner of our street. My friend and I would play house in it (it's very difficult to play house in a tree btw.) One branch would be the kitchen, the other would be her room, and the other would be my room. My other friend and I would re-create Titanic. And we would sing Mary Kate and Ashley songs for the talent show (we have the same name so we decided we were twins haha)
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I grew up in the country, and there were usually lots of frogs in our yard. I. Loved. Frogs. Once apparently I came into the house with two handfuls of baby frogs and frog pee running down both arms. Mom was horrified. On another occasion, I made one special frog a home in the end of a pipe on my swingset. I put some grass in there, maybe some leaves, stuffed the frog in there, and put more grass. This all took place at around 6pm one summer night. The next day, I ran out to find that my frog had literally simmered to death in his home, and was now a crispy critter. I was devastated.
I also used to rock back and forth when I was sitting down. It's tough to explain in writing, but I was so used to my mom rocking me in her rocking chair, if I was on the bus or sitting on the couch, I'd rock. Really weird. I also sang to myself a lot, apparently. I was like the kid from 'About a Boy.'
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When I was five, I had a bikini obsession. I HAD to wear them under all my clothes. Once, while at Long John Silvers for lunch, my mom turned her head for 2 seconds, by the time she turned around I was out of my clothes, sitting cross-legged on the table in just my bikini.
And screw wiping your buggers in weird places, I just ate them.... Like civilized kids did.
In elementary school, my girlfriends and I formed a DooWop girls group and sang Christian a capella music on the playground. Made up our own lyrics and everything... We were tight.
I once had a friend who like to "play photographer" in her pool during the summer... We were in like 4th grade. One friend would be the photographer, one friend would be the guy and the other would be the girl- we would take turns going under water, taking our clothes off, and getting into suggestive positions "for the photographer." Looking back....... After all the Law and Order: SVU I watch now..... Something wasn't right with this girl. :-/
I was scared of eating as a child. Not scared of eating everything, but like- I wouldn't eat unless my mom made it or we were eating it at home... if we went on road trips I wouldn't eat. I went to a softball tournament out of town one weekend and only ate half of a PB&J sandwich ALL WEEKEND, because I was scared to eat at a restaurant. I was skinny as a rail. My sister on the other hand was a total chunk... So my mom would have to force me to eat "to stretch my stomach out" and be careful about what she fed my sister "to shrink her stomach." Yeah.
Some nights, I would stay awake contemplating death and the concept of eternity in heaven... I don't know why, but when I thought about eternity I really freaked myself out. It happened often. The only way my mom could calm me down was to rock me on her lap in the rocking chair and remind me that there "is no worrying in heaven." I'm pretty sure this happened till I was like 14... lol I was clearly a very weird kid.
When I was probably 6, I thought your dreams were like the cartoons. So, meaning, thought bubbles would be over my head while I dreamed. So, I slept with a pillow over my head, so my brother couldn't see my dreams.
Thank goodness for fellow crazy pee-ers! I didn't like the toilet flushing in the middle of the night, because it just sounded so scary and loud with a silent house. So, I would pee on a shirt in my room! Gross! I have no clue what I did with those shirts, probably just blamed it on the dog.
I have no idea what Ooga Booga Society was, but the name totally rings a bell.
Sadly, I liked the movie Craft when in elementary, so had a little Craft group. We were complete dorks with casting spells, which was basically let's melt marshmallows on a candle flame in the dark.
I collected erasers! And pencils. And shells. And seeds. And pogs.
I drew pictures & cartoons about the "Heart" family - basically stick figures with hearts as their bodies - and sold them to my mother for 5 cents each.
I had pretend Olympics with my little brother and sister and we would ice skate with socks on the tile floor. We also pretended to have "jobs" (I think I was a newscaster, newspaper reporter, mailman, teacher aka I controlled the media, and my brother and sister got all the sh*t jobs and I'd write articles for my paper about how they were screwing up).
In 2nd grade, I used to read the Sweet Valley High books in a corner of my closet because I overheard my mom tell my (9-year-older) sister that those books weren't allowed in our house b/c they were full of sex.
I used to put my hair in a ponytail (it was long) and I'd whip it at boys. Sometimes I'd braid it so it would hurt more. And I used to run around on the playground and kick them in the balls a lot. For no reason other than to do it.
And I used to catch frogs and put them in containers. I'd give them names, talking to them, make them move, and treat them like a doll or something until they either died or my mom let them out while I was sleeping.