stupid fucking things you did as a teenager...

[Hairglitter]

Not as in sex/drugs/alcohol or whatever but just general ridiculousness. I used to:

• leave my straighteners ON every morning so they'd be on ALL DAY just so when I came in from school they would be hot enough to re-straighten my hair immediately. God forbid I go twenty seconds with unstraightened hair. When I think of the fire risk!!!!

• Refuse to wear my coat even in 3 degree weather because it wasn't cool to wear your coat

• Carry my PE kit to school in a JD sports bag because that was the done thing, despite having a perfectly good rucksack

• At one point, teeny tiny little Nike "just do it" backpacks were in but they weren't big enough to fit any of your stuff in. So I used to carry on e about (which just held my pencil case and my keys) and carry all my books seperately in my arms

I can't wait til my son is that age and starts doing equally daft things.

I'm old enough to remember when hair mousse was first invented! The revelation for me was something called Studio Lines Pumping Curls. I had long permed hair which I used to cover in this stuff and then scrunch it with a diffuser on my hairdryer to within an inch of its life! Think: Carol Decker/Gloria Estefan. I sometimes used to scrape it all back into a pony tail and have one large curly bit hanging down over the right side of my face, a bit like Mick Hucknall.

Collecting shag bands ? I think that's what they was called ??

Bleached my hair with sun-in in the public loos at the town despite the fact my mum would've let me do it at home.

Shaved a stripe in my eyebrow.

Bleached my fringe with Jerome Russel extra strength bleach (in the pubic loos) and dyed it bright red. Only my fringe. The rest of my hair was still a mucky, patchy orange from the Sun-in.

Lied to our mums and told them we were sleeping out Xs when actually we were sleeping on the tidal barrier at the local beach. How we didn't drown/freeze/fall to our deaths is beyond me. Why we did it is beyond me too. We'd end up cold, wet, hungry and tired.

Drank white cider mixed with Panda pop from a straw while upside down because apparently that got you drunk quicker. As did flicking fag ash in your drink but I never went that far.

There were darker things too as I got older - getting into cars with strangers, going to house parties with strangers, hanging out with heroin users because I thought I was edgy. Running away to live with my boyfriend who was fifteen years older than me and an alcoholic. I was an asshole. I don't know how my mother coped.

Benetton duffle bag as school bag.
The ropes were like chainsaws over your soldiers.

Shoulders!

I grew up in Ireland and don't ever remember the jd bag thing.

Pan stick makeup
14 hole dms
30'' flares
Stone roses tshirt (had no idea who they were or of any of their songs)
perm
forging my dads checks making them payable to my mother
having a party when I was babysitting my little cousins
sneaking out my window at night and then climbing back in in the early hours but too tired to go to school so would hide in my wardrobe until everyone left the house and go back to bed and then couldnt sleep the following night so had to so the same again the next day
smearing my body in baby oil to get a colour quicker
sleeping with my french teacher aged 16
robbing white musk and dewberry oil from shop
getting money of my Dad to buy my mam a birthday present and robbing the present and keeping the money
Wearing mens deodorants and aftershave pzazz or something it was called

Pulling threads out of my school tie to create stripes.

Spraying Brut on my pillow because it smelled like my crush

Reading the Ceefax ‘magazine’ for hours, doing the Bamboozle quiz. I can remember reading that Kurt Cobain had died on there.

Buying NME even though I didn’t know who half the bands were.

Wearing a shell suit jacket, with popper tracksuit bottoms and Hi Tec high tops with the tongue pulled out.

Slouch socks. Or 15 denier black tights with black ankle socks over the top.

Permed hair (frizzy) scraped into a low bun, there was a particular way to do it

Spending hours on the phone even though we’d been told not to (dad was a paramedic and on call!)

Wearing a necklace made of a long leather thong with a crystal in a spiral cage

Many leather bands on my wrist.

Drinking cinzano or cheap cider (white lightning) in the park.

I was a goth do used to cover my face in the palest foundation (mixed with talc) with very heavy black eyeliner and then tell my teachers they were discriminating against me when asking me to take the make up off
I wore a string vest and neon pink bra, bum cheek skimming skirt and thigh high studded boots to non school uniform day (see above for response)

Bleached my dark hair orange the day before picture day (my Dad still has the photo hanging in his house, it's his favourite)

Slept in random parks, strangers cars, under piers etc etc.

Drank a litre of vodka and got alcohol poisoning because I wanted to seem edgy and grown up and impress my much older boyfriend.

The list goes on ... I then fell pregnant at 16 and I sorted my life out very quickly.

Hair right on top of your head with a large fringe (so we resembled a pineapple)
Hair mascara
Really wet lip gloss
A scarf over jeans (like a sarong)

Crushing my big feet into much smaller shoes so they would look smaller.

When I was fat, well a chubby pre teen, wore a big duffle coat to school every single day, all through the summer.

When I lost weight and was skinny, wouldnt put a jacket on because it wasn't cool.

Wore lacey underwear sticking out the top of my baggy jeans. I must have hidden that from my parents because they wouldn't have allowed it.

Starving myself and making myself sick to get thin. Wish I was that thin again though.

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Before I was a teen, I would wash my hair every morning, scrape it back into a bobble with a nit comb, until it was perfectly smooth, and go to school with it dripping wet.

I wouldn't even like to go into the stupid things I did when it came to drink and men. Im too ashamed 😂

Racing around the countryside in cars or down to the coast the drivers drinking beer then driving (I didn't drive so not guilty but complicit).

Oh. And Tammy Girl 😂

I stil possess a pair ofwmy teenage ripped to fuck baggies, complete with brownie badges

Cant bare to chuck them.

Me and my friends used to wear Tilbury hats like Alicia Keys. Mine was purple, I loved it.

I found a picture of me wearing it a few years ago, I looked like a dick

Nit nurse told my best friend she had bugs, nobody would go near her except me...........I got feckin bugs, nobody would come near me........not even my best friend.😐
Had sex with a boyfriend standing up because, he said it was impossible to get pregnant😐 I didn't thank God.
Thumbed lifts to and from nightclubs, so I would be able to spend the money on more booze😐
Wore the highest platforms I could find, and thought I was really cool, until while having a row with a boyfriend, he told me I walked as though I'd shit myself😐

Oh, and thanks OP, you reminded me I'd left my straighteners on since about 7am this morning.

Played in a construction yard, sorry, not played, hung out!!! We had to cross live train tracks and walk down the side of them to get to the construction yard. The only reason we went there is because there was huge concrete round pipes in it so we sat inside them. We hid inside them when the security guards came. Needless to say, I'd kill my kids if they did that!!!!

Went interailing alone at 18, I didn't even know how to read a train time table. I took loads of risks, ran out of cash, slept on trains rather then hostels and survived. It was amazing. I also signed up for a cycle tour in Italy at 18 for cyclists, I had no experience, everyone hated me by the end as I was crap at cycling and reckless but it was still amazing.

Hitch-hiked everywhere. This was in the late '60s-early '70s and we never gave it a second thought. Snuck out at night to go to parties at places where our parents would never have though to look for us (if we had gone missing). Got in cars with people who had been drinking or were high. Oh, so many stupid things! They say God protects fools and children, and we were both!

Ah the old Heather Shimmer! I think I still have a tube of that somewhere!!

A group of 7 of us used to go clubbing and there would be one designated driver and we squeezed everyone in that car (bearing in mind the largest car was probably a Fiat Panda)...1 in the footwell of the front passenger seat, 2 in the boot...they weren’t even short journeys, someone’s they were up to an hour long. So unsafe!

Played in derelict buildings or "bomdies" as we called them. There were still quite a few bombsites from WW2 in the 70s/80s in Liverpool. However, there was a lot of slum clearances in this era too which is what we mainly played in and around.
It's a wonder none of us were killed. We used to run along upstairs beams and floorboards, with the majority of the floor missing, and with huge drops to the ground. We'd stack dirty dumped mattresses under windows and jump from upstairs windows. We played "house" with actual house brick dens on the mass "ollers" which were row upon row of flattened slum terraced housing. There'd be rotten rubbish, green swampy puddles and even dead dog/ cat carcasses amongst our playground. I feel appalled thinking back, actually. We were only 7 or 8 playing in this shit. I was taken for a tetanus a couple of times. On one occasion, a wooden homemade den, made and vacated by the older kids, collapsed on me and my friend. I was playing out in those cheap slippers with a cardboard sole. A rusty nail went through my foot. Another time playing "house" a rusty tin can sliced my hand. I've jumped of walls and landed on my knees in window glass; I have had all manner of twisted and sprained ankles and wrists from such falls. Fortunately, no breaks!
By the time my youngest sibling was born all of this wasteland was grassy playing fields and housing estates.
I wasn't as adventurous as lot of the other local kids. I lived around the corner from the world's first railway station and kids were getting electrocuted and knocked down regularly. There's been quite a few fatalities. Oh and lots of railway bridges spreading out from the station where kids played on the embankments or skimmied over bridges. If that wasn't bad enough, our street was next to the gasworks where kids climbed the ladders up on the huge tanks. We didn't live far from the roads and flyovers leading to the motorway either. I was never stupid enough to jump on the back of moving lorries either (railway, gasworks and other industries back then).

Wow I thought you meant fucking stupid things you did! Though to be fair most of my risky behaviour was in my 20s....

I'd read about douches in American bonk busters or something and douching was not a thing in this country - too bloody right! Anyway, I decided I'd spray some perfume up my nonny to make it smell nice. Oh my days, the pain!

I also nearly got run over by a train because of stupidity.