I(ch) ran around outside in the nude as a child. (I'm female, by the way.)
At one point in my childhood, i(ch) pulled off a false fire alarm at the apartment or other place where my maternal grandparents used to wone. Little did i(ch) suspect that the same thing would happen to me at OMG!Con 2015.
"War has nothing to do with humanity. War is something inhuman." - Zlata FilipovichWhen I was four, I would pile all the books down from the shelves, apparently to swim in the "sea of knowledge". I stopped when my cousin claimed that there would be a blackout every time I'd do so, because it just so happened that there was one the last time I did that.
"Anemone dear, I know you want to be more independent from me, but... please take care, okay?"One Christmas when I was little, I got a teddy bear with buttons on him that made him sing familiar kids songs (such as Mary Had A Little Lamb (as a rap) and London Bridge). I absolutely refused to press the button that made him sing "I'm A Little Teapot" because whenever he finished a stanza he would laugh in a bizarrely psychotic sounding way that scared the crap out of me. I pressed the button maybe twice and never pressed it again for as long as I had the bear.
"Lucian, don’t be afraid, we’ll make it through this."When I was a girl/child at one point, I put on a pair of Lupin the 3rd sideburns, and a boy laughed at me when I was wearing them at the chain pizzeria I used to go to for Saturday dinner.
"War has nothing to do with humanity. War is something inhuman." - Zlata FilipovichI once thought humidifiers were cool toys.
I smell magic in the air. Or maybe barbecue.Same here, and one time, I got a blister as a result.
"War has nothing to do with humanity. War is something inhuman." - Zlata FilipovichWhen I was four or somewhere around there, I mistook some toilet cleaner for bubble-bath soap and dumped it in the tub hoping to get a zillion bubbles. Fortunately, my mom caught me before I was it for too long.
"Lucian, don’t be afraid, we’ll make it through this."When I first learned to write I used to write from right to left, all the characters reversed. It made sense to me that, as I was left-handed, I should write the other way around and couldn't understand why other people couldn't read it.
Maybe I was channelling my inner Kemetic...?
'All he needs is for somebody to throw handgrenades at him for the rest of his life...'For some reason I remember eating a blade of grass one day. I soon regretted it though, and the taste was in my mouth all day.
I also remember peeling off the paint of the wall by my bed...
You know, that's exactly what Leonardo Da Vinci did and for the same reason.
edited 10th Nov '15 6:47:06 AM by BaffleBlend
"It's liberating, realizing you never need to be competent." — UltimatepheerNot sure why I just remembered this, but one time I told my mom to "open your mouth and close your eyes and you will get a big surprise" and then stuffed a cotton ball into her mouth.
I must have had a reason for it at the time, but... why? I was probably eight or so.
edited 11th Nov '15 7:41:15 AM by Ozbourne
Stupid doomed timeline...I used to always eat paper as a baby.
I happen to have one I did. I got stung by murderous hornets.
What happened? Why am I not allowed to post anymore!?This one's partially what I did and partially what my brother did. He always tried to stop me from applauding for Daffy Duck in Space Jam.
I smell magic in the air. Or maybe barbecue.Another thing I did was go on The Cave of Dragonflies a lot.
What happened? Why am I not allowed to post anymore!?I jumped from a flight of stairs trying to imitate a Between the Lions webgame.
Peace is the only battle worth waging.Another one was I accidentally drank beer, thinking it was root beer, until the nasty taste set in.
What happened? Why am I not allowed to post anymore!?My friend Max and I once tried the Fusion Dance. My brother said he would have a heart attack if we actually combined. Max said we would become the combination that looked like an old man. XD
edited 12th Mar '16 8:07:17 PM by Demetrios
I smell magic in the air. Or maybe barbecue.Lol!
What happened? Why am I not allowed to post anymore!?In kindergarten, I knew girls didn't have a penis, but I had no clue what they actually had. Of course, the logical thing to do in this situation is to ask a girl in your class to show you her penis & assume she'd know what you were talking about.
Peace is the only battle worth waging.Well, I knew dicks were uncomfortable to LOOK AT, just not what they WERE.
What happened? Why am I not allowed to post anymore!?When I was a child, I went to Sunday school. No, that's not the weird thing, that's fairly normal. No, the weird thing is the following.
Once in Sunday school, they were throwing a beach ball around. I was absolutely TERRIFIED of the thing and I refused to play. I was afraid the beach ball would hit my chest and stop my heart.
This was a little plastic beach ball filled with air. If I had actually let myself touch it, I would have realized this.
I was rightly called a drama queen. All I can assume is that when I was a child I automatically assumed that Everything Is Trying to Kill You. In any case, I would Never Live It Down.
edited 27th Mar '16 1:43:26 PM by TooManyIdeas
please call me "XionKuriyama" or some variation, thanks! | What is the good deed that you can do right now?...Actually, no. There are no drama kings.
I don't blame you, though, since I almost feel more like Dude Looks Like a Lady online.
please call me "XionKuriyama" or some variation, thanks! | What is the good deed that you can do right now?
I used to strip to my underwear the moment I'd get home. Didn't matter if I immediately went outside after doing that. I think I just liked the freedom.
I also used to catch small lizards and put them inside my bedside drawer to keep them as pets (I didn't understand the concept of feeding pets at the time).
I would go into my parents bedroom because it had a wide open space and would run and jump around in circles while imagining make-believe worlds. I still do this, minus the running and jumping.... I just walk now..
I apparently had the bad habit of trying to stare down teachers since I'd been told that talking back to adults was rude. Nobody mentioned staring. I always bragged to other kids when I told them "They looked away therefore I win".
After watching Lilo & Stitch when it first came out, I was inspired to sow chaos in my own neighborhood and started going out around 2am and hiding all the left shoes I could find. Nobody ever caught me and listening to people complaining about it was endlessly amusing.