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So my kid has been a teenager for a couple of months now and since getting on Facebook this school holiday her social life is exploding and she's meeting lots of new people and others she already knows from school.
Despite years of saying I'll be as cool as possible once she hits this stage of her life, I'm finding it 'interesting' letting her go and do her own thing. So, Off Topic people, to help me steel myself against the multitude of horrible things she'll get up to, tell me the worst things you got up to as a teenager.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:38, 81 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:42, Reply)
*leaves 400k to the Girl Guides in will*
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:23, Reply)
I drank tequila slammers and real ale before 7:30
got a taxi to a party, drank more.
Then was sick in the toilet.
Then went back to the table, was sick in the handbag of a friend.
Got put into a cab.
Couldn't get in the house so broke into the garage.
I passed out, woke up and was sick in my dads tool box.
Passed out, was sick on myself.
Then passed out again until my parents found me.
It was about 10:30, I was 16.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:44, Reply)
www.miltonkeynes.co.uk/news/New-bench-is-way-off.6212135.jp
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:52, Reply)
I need to study mongs as part of my degree; where better than MK?
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:56, Reply)
I want people fucked up by environment, not biology.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:01, Reply)
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:09, Reply)
we trashed a Ferrari by mistake but we all learnt important lessons and my sister stopped being a bitch.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:47, Reply)
Then we had a big party, and there was a missile or something.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:50, Reply)
We had a run in with some mean adults and the fat one adopted a spastic.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:55, Reply)
And we went back in time in a phone box and met two bodacious medieval babes who joined our band.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:08, Reply)
Bookish, polite, reasonably intelligent, did my homework, got decent results, didn't drink or smoke, took martial arts quite seriously (and revelled in the spiritual side of it). Then I went to University and discovered that most vices were most enjoyable.
So I suppose the worst thing I did as a teenager was going to University.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:48, Reply)
It was only when I hit my mid twenties that the naughtiness started.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:55, Reply)
I landed on my arse in soft ground and walked away without a scratch. leaving behind a 6 inch deep impression of my arse in the ground.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 9:57, Reply)
Only last year I turned up at my parents house at 6am with a broken foot, club-sludge and bruises all over my arms and in tears because I'd lost my flat keys.
My dad opened a couple of cans, gave me a hug, called me a dickhead, got me some pyjamas and flung me to bed.
Worst I did at 16 was get a bit tipsy and lez it up with my best friend. At least they knew I wasn't going to come home pregnant.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:01, Reply)
Regret it now. Basically I used to get extremely bored & continually misbehave and was very gobby.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:09, Reply)
Worst I did in my teens was run away to London - I lived in Essex, so not a massive trek really - to follow my favourite bands, have sex with said band members, fail my GCSE's spectacularly first time round and get drunk and stoned lots.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:04, Reply)
Was smoking weed pretty much daily shortly afterwards, took 3 hits of LSD a weekend for about a year aged 15 and hung out with crusty vagrant types who lived in buses and army lorries; I'd switched to ecstasy and raves by the time I hit 17 and by 19 had begun to take cocaine on a regular basis.
But I turned out just fine, you've definitely got nothing to worry about.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:06, Reply)
I managed to get a reasonable degree, my own flat and a reasonably well-paid (if grievous) job. I have a fantastic, really close and entirely functional relationship with all of my family and am actually in reasonable nick, so it's not all bad news.
Mind you this may be because I am A FUCKING HARDNUT: plenty of lesser mortals have fallen by the wayside along the way.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:13, Reply)
That's slightly unnerved me.
We were the top end, though: Wardens of the Marches or somesuch.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:27, Reply)
Just piecing together various bits of info you've let drop. I could make a guess but I won't. This is more fun.
You could be a Tweedie relative. That made me LoL (snort really).
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:42, Reply)
A little known family but absolute villains.
Your ancestors probably killed mine. Or were killed, as was the fashion in those days.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:13, Reply)
Sounds a bit shirter mcshirty that. Don't think I'll bother. Cheers though!
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 15:50, Reply)
facilitated by me stealing a finger of every spirit in my parents cupboard, so that they would notice and mixing it all together.
I did a sick :O=
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:09, Reply)
Started drinking and having sex at 13, sniffing petrol and other inhalants at 14, magic mushrooms at 15 and it all went downhill from there.
Coincidentally, i was also gonna start teenagers thread. My son will be 14 in July and has already run the gamut of teenagery things, and I am keeping a very beady eye on him. When i was growing up, being a teenager, i lived with my gran and granda, who where a generation away from me and my exploits. With me and my son, I know exactly the sort of shit that is going on in his mind and can preempt the type of caper he will be getting up to and hopefully corrale him into a more mature way of dealing with things, people and situations he will inevitably find himself in.
Went home yesterday to find the back door unlocked, the bathroom window wide open and 2 fag ends in the toilet. I phoned him and he claimed it was his pal who had smoked them. I countered with he could not prove this and I couldn't prove he DID have one of the fags himself. His belligerence was astounding, however, no internet for a week will hopefully cool his jets.
Teenagers = a right royal pain in the fucking arse.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:24, Reply)
I am afeared of what I may have to expect from my 'broken home, raised in the East End' daughter. Petrified.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:03, Reply)
Southern pansies would not dare follow you.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:07, Reply)
Instilling in them a sense of self and the difference between right and wrong is obvious stuff, but you have to be committed and keep to your guns. I have been telling him since Primary 1 that he is responsible for his own actions, and the sooner he understands this the sooner he will grow up.
Therefore, yesterday, when i confronted him about the fag ends and he says "It wasn't my fault, it was X who smoked them", my head just dipped. I was wasting my time it seemed when I said that it was in fact HIM who allowed his pal to smoke then in the house and that it indeed was COMPLETELY his fault. There was a flicker of recognition, then it faded, to be replaced by "It wasn't my fault", in a slightly more whining voice. I just closed my door at that point.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:25, Reply)
the 'quietly disappointed' stance is infinitely more effective than 'clearly angry'....
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 14:20, Reply)
However, the vast majority of the time my son refuses to accept that X situation is clearly his fault. Eg, losing his keys, going out leaving the back door open, 'big boys' forcing him to drink a can of cider up the park. It is as if he is an innocent spectator to the gradual unfolding of his own life.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 14:33, Reply)
Let her have one or two. It's only a hole and it'll heal up afterwards.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:14, Reply)
I got my ears pierced for the first time - the basic lobe piercing - a few weeks ago and she went nuts.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:15, Reply)
Tell her to fuck right off. I came with my first tattoo at 16 and my mum basically said "You're 16 now, I can't tell you what to do even if I'm not happy about it"
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:59, Reply)
But so far, most of them seem to have involved nudity and being in public.
I was closet-naughty at home thanks to my strict parents, so Uni has really brought out the real me... getting shit faced a lot and having a fair amount of fuck buddies.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 10:14, Reply)
He's like internet Marlboro.
(, Tue 13 Apr 2010, 11:20, Reply)
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