Saturday, October 29, 2016

Naughty Hooker

I'm being a bad girl today!!!! Wait, isn't that everyday? The good news is I haven't caused a riot or set a can of Aqua net on fire and used it as a flame thrower. Yeah, I did that on the 8th grade trip to Springfield in a super posh hotel room. Looking back on my life, I was pretty bad and I think part of the problem was I NEVER got caught. I should probably stop telling my stories.
Do you play hooky? Have you ever set fire to things with Aqua Net? Did you ever run from the police on a 3-wheeler? Did you ever run from the police in your Dad's car and have to hide his car for a while?
Naughty,
Sonya Ann

7 comments:

SAM said...

Until I hit 15, I was so squeaky clean, I was dull. then a little discovery of things I shouldn't have, and because I had always been the squeaky clean one, no one ever caught on. My poor younger sister never got away with anything though! I never wen toff the rails, and most was quite tame and not risky or destructive, so all well.

Janie Junebug said...

My high school didn't have an attendance police until my senior year. Then I finally started going to class. I was ranked 32nd out of 400+ students. When I learned my rank, I thought, Wow! If I'd gone to class I might have been in the top five students. I never tried the Aqua Net trick. That sounds cool, you naughty thing.

Love,
Janie

Elephant's Child said...

I am virtuous. I am dull. I am boring.

Linda said...

I absolutely never did anything forbidden, ever. But, when I started doing minor things with my best friend, I was never caught. Okay--minor is taking ice cream sandwiches out of the cafeteria and eating them in a teacher's classroom before the lunch bell rang. It was daring to me. The teacher was there and did not care because we never got in any kind of trouble.

Two weeks before graduation I just picked up my books, walked out of study hall, looking neither right nor left. Going down the hall, I did not meet the eyes of teachers or students,just kept going like I was on a mission and not sneaking. When I got in the bathroom, I stacked my books against the wall, sat down and leaned backed and relaxed.

Some girls who were bad girls, skipping school, and doing all sorts of things that led to abortions and run-ins with the law saw me. "What are you doing?" "I'm skipping class!" "Linda, we never thought you would ever do that!!!" "Well, I am. I am sick of this place." It was so hot and the cafeteria was under study hall where there were a hundred students, sweltering as the sun set on that side of the building. The heat and boredom were killing me. I was oh, so bad...lol.I suppose that was the worst thing I had ever done in hs.
pparsimony

slugmama said...

Yes, I played hooky once as a Senior in High School. But I was a good kid mostly(due to the fear of my father beating the crap outta me).
Did some wild things tho as an unsupervised teen-theft, trespassing, shoplifting(but I lived through them). Parents had permanently "check-out" of our home and I fell in with bad, bad influences. ;-)

I also once almost set my bedroom on fire, and as an adult my kitchen-both inadvertently.

Anne in the kitchen said...

The summer before the fifth grade I burned all my white dress socks ( the ones with the lace on the edges that you wore with summertime Mary Janes). I was 5'4" and my mother insisted on me dressing like my peers, all of whom were normal size kids) My Beloved Sister (19 months younger who did not grow until she was nearly 16, caught me in the act. I had to make her bed for a year so she wouldn't tell. I lied about the socks saying I had no idea where they were and got to go bare legged until fall when we switched to black MJ 's and white knee socks ( much more tolerable). By the next spring Dad acted as my advocate reminding Mom that I was taller than she was and maybe needed to wear something less child like.

Jane said...

I was the worst brat in highschool! The classroom windows had no screens so it was pretty easy to get in behind the long curtains, open the window and hop out. There was a dairy bar next to the school and I used to go for icecream during french class on a regular basis. Either that or I'd go to a friend's house to watch the soap operas. I never got arrested but the police did visit me (only once!) because some friends and I threw some lit fire crackers into an old lady's house. One of the kids was her neighbour and of course she recognized him. They put the screws to him and he cracked, gave us all up!