Nothing. People who are teenagers are not going to tell. People who have teenagers are not going to tell. People who have teen grandchildren are not going to tell. People who have nothing to confess don't want to admit they are goody-goody geeks. People who are as old as I am, don't really remember-- though I think I was a geek.
a guy(my frnd) in my college was quite famous, he represented d college in all xtra curriculur activities, he was cute 2 . one day my gf asked me to introduce her to the famous guy. i introduced dem to each other.
It was a new school and I was nervous about making friends and fitting in. He was "Mr. Perfect" and the quarterback of the football team. For some reason, he decided to pick on the new kid during lunch and I went running to the bathroom to cry and collect my thoughts.
The next day after school, I caught up with him on his way home. When I called his name, he turned and walk towards me when ‘BANG!’ I hit him straight in the groin with my new baseball ball.
Evidently my muscles were developing far faster than I thought because he didn't get up.... ever. I dragged his lifeless corpse into a nearby alley way and through him into the dumpster of a restaurant in between the clam shells and lobster tails.
I threw away the bat and ran home and played Pac Man the rest of the evening.
Umm... something like... front of a speeding train with said British Rail driver on the way from Watford Junction to Euston - it wasnt only the train that was speeding! If I remember, he failed to stop at one of the stations!
I have never tried any illegal drugs, or even smoked, didn't get drunk until I was almost 22, and never had any kind of intimacy with anyone whom I did not later marry. I know, I'm a disgrace to teenagers everywhere...and worse yet, my kids will never believe me!
Ooops am I the only baddie? My least bad thing was finding a dead rat, still warm so I could wind it's body around the watering hose, so when my older sister went to water the flowers that evening, she reached up for the hose and felt the fur of the rat. She looked up to see what it was, she said the rat was staring at her and she good see it's big teeth. She howled like she was being murdered. I howled with laughter...
I could tell you story after story about my teenage years, but I'm sure that I would be quickly banned and there would be a group of highly offended readers calling for my head. With that being said, I will just confess that I was a bit less than squeaky clean.
I was naughty. We moved a lot & I always managed to find just the right crowd Live & learn....naughty teens don't necessarily grow up to be naughty adults! I think I understand my kids a lot more because of my own teen years.
I will preface this by stating the obvious. I am, by choice a Christian, meaning that I chose to adopt and follow to the best of my ability the teachings of Jesus Christ and Christianity.I was raised up in the Roman...
How often does a Catholic need to go to confession?It is very easy to commit sin as we go about our daily lives. In receiving Christ through the Holy Communion, a Catholic needs to be void of sin. If followed to the...