Life of a Blogger | Craziest thing you have ever done

January 16, 2014 Life of a Blogger 24

Life of a Blogger is a weekly meme hosted by Jessi @ Novel Heartbeat. Each week Jessi chooses a topic (scheduled in advance) that’s not book related so we that we can get to know our fellow bloggers better – and to know more about them than just books. I’m thrilled to join in and I hope to participate every week from here on out. I hope you’ll join in too – check out the details here!

This week’s topic: Craziest thing you have ever done

I have to confess that this was a really really hard post for me to write. I don’t think of myself as a particularly daring person – I mean I don’t even ride roller coasters! I guess crazy could also mean foolish things, but I’ve done A LOT of stupid things in my (almost) 30 years. I don’t regret any of them, though, since I’m happy with who and where I am in my life and I got there because of the stupid things I’ve done, as much as because of the smart things.

Trying to come up with ideas for this post I asked my mom what she thought the craziest thing I’ve ever done was and she came up with a bunch of anecdotes from my childhood. Like the time I discovered a razor and shaved off half my eyebrow. Or the time I thought Soft Scrub was shampoo and used it to wash my hair (which had consequences for years to come). I agree these were pretty crazy (as in foolish) things I did, but what kid hasn’t done something similar? And there’s not a lot to say about them besides, “I was a kid and did dumb stuff.”

When I told my brother that I was having a hard time coming up with anything crazy I’d done he kind of rolled his eyes at me and said (almost a quote) “You’ve done plenty of crazy things but you want to keep your post G rated.” And then he proceeded to remind me of the period of my life I seem to have conveniently forgotten: my nineteenth year (aka the first year after I moved out on my own). And he was only half right – I did do lots of crazy things, but I have no problem sharing them with you (at least the quick, PG-13 snippet of them).

If I had to pick a theme song for that year I might choose Kesha’s “TiK ToK” or even Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl.” My apartment – which I shared with my friend of (now) almost 20 years Lorene – was party central (even when we were out partying somewhere else, a party was going on at our place). Technically we had about 5 or 6 roommates at any given moment, but most the time I didn’t know these people and just had 1 rule: my room was off limits (which amazingly they all respected). It didn’t matter what time you came over, there was a party happening. I remained responsible, somehow working almost 70 hours a week at the company where I stayed for 5 years and received 6 promotions. I would come home from work, to find a party going on (of course), grab a couple double shots of Southern Comfort (which was our drink of choice for some reason. To this day, Lorene and I both cringe at the mention of Southern Comfort, or SoCo as we called it), run into my room and change and then come back out to enjoy the party. This yielded all kinds of hijinks that I probably will take with me to the grave, but lets just say that I DID go pretty crazy. I drank, I danced, I passed out, I played my first game of spin the bottle, I went clubbing, I smoked my first and last cigarettes, and I fell in lust a few times. I never did drink so much that I got sick, so that’s something I guess.

I have to follow all this up with a kind of disclaimer, though. First of all, this craziness lasted for 9 months to a year tops. One day I was just tired of it. A couple of things happened: (1) I got my first promotion at work and started taking my job a lot more seriously and (2) I met my boyfriend (who I’m still with almost 9 years later, by the way), and I didn’t really dig the party scene anymore. Second disclaimer – I grew up in a very strict environment. I was basically your stereotypical preacher’s daughter. I spent my first 18 years sheltered, naive, and completely closed out to the world. So when I finally got my freedom, I went a little, well… crazy! Ultimately, though, I’m a good-girl/nerd/workaholic/bookworm at heart and that didn’t last. It was a blip really in my otherwise very responsible life. A blip that, of course, my little brother will never let me forget. 🙂

So, I’ve spilled – your turn! 

What’s the craziest thing you have ever done?

Berls

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24 Responses to “Life of a Blogger | Craziest thing you have ever done”

  1. Jessi

    Oh my gosh, this made me giggle! You shaved your eyebrow off?! You’re braver than me! I have the guts to jump out of a perfectly good airplane but I could never shave my eyebrow, isn’t that sad?

    I Kissed a Girl, hahahaa. I had a period in my life like that, too! I partied hard (just lots of alcohol, never real drugs) for a good year or two, and like you, I just…got sick of it one day. I turned 21 and it wasn’t exciting anymore. I grew up. I did a lot of dumb shit that I kind of regret, but it led me to where I am today so it’s all good!
    Unfortunately, I did drink so much I got sick a couple of times. It’s not a good feeling at all! I don’t miss those days a bit.
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    • Berls
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      LOL well we’ll just say that ignorance can be bliss sometimes – I don’t think I would have had the guts to shave off my eyebrow if I’d understood what I was actually doing (I was only 5 I think).

      And yeah, I didn’t do the drugs thing either – my parents had done a really good job instilling the fear of drugs in me and to this day it’s not something I’ve ever been even slightly tempted to try. But the alcohol did it’s job and I really don’t miss passing out in random places 🙂

  2. A Voracious Reader

    See? This is why I’m not extremely strict with my kids. I have hopes they won’t do stupid shit when they go to college. lol

    I’m not sure what would constitute crazy for me. The fact I got pregnant at 16, married and gave birth at 17 and yet still finished high school while working full-time and being a wife and mother. Is that crazy enough? Or how about I finally went to college when I was in my 30s, with 3 older kids and 3 younger kids (5 and under) at home while I delivered the newspaper and did work study at college and my husband worked full-time 2nd shift and went to college full-time. Is that crazy enough? Btw, I call those years my zombie years because I got about 4 hrs of sleep a night. lol I could include all the stupid shit I did when I got divorced at 22 and was finally free (on the weekends anyway) to get wild. But those are definitely not PG stories. 😀
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    • Berls
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      Wow, I think I’m exhausted just imagining those zombie years! And I thought I was insane, working 70 hours a week while taking full time classes. I just found the lady even more insane than me! LOL! In all seriousness – I have to say kudos to you for 1, finishing highschool while married and having a kid and 2, not thinking you were “too old” to go back to college (that’s such bs when people say it. Seriously, when are we ever too old to get an education, right?) Hat’s off to you 🙂 and I have a feeling I’d love to here some of those post-divorce stories 😉

  3. Bookworm Brandee

    You’ve made me nostalgic, Berls! 😉 I lived thru a similar experience in my 19th year as well…because I’d lived a very sheltered life and it was first experience living out from under my mom’s rule. 🙂

    I did some crazy things with college friends – like explore abandoned buildings in the dead of night, in less savory parts of town, sat shotgun while a friend ran a car down a steep hill (while in neutral)…yeah, crazy times. But in the end, I discovered that I’m a good girl, bookworm at heart too. Let’s NOT share these crazy stories with my children, okay?!? 😉
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    • Berls
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      LOL my lips are sealed Brandee! I’m sure your kiddos will come up with some crazy moments they don’t want you to know about too 😉 I have to say, I could never do the abandoned buildings thing. that would scare the crap out of me. But the rest, I could see myself doing it 🙂

  4. Kelly

    Yes, thank you for sharing something more personal than most of us will probably share. I agree with everyone else that a lot of us have probably had similar times in our lives–I know I did, but unlike you, I am not brave enough to post about it!

    • Berls
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      Thanks Kelly, I’m glad you enjoyed the post. And I’m finding out that us bookworms all seem to have crazy moments in our past – so maybe it’s not so crazy after all! LOL

  5. Angie

    I too can’t type up the craziest things I’ve ever done. They were probably similar to yours. I loved to party and go to the clubs. I still love to dance and drink. Though 11 pm comes and I am tired. So staying til 2 am is too much for me. All my youth made me who I am and sometimes I miss it, most of the time I don’t!
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    • Berls
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      Oh Angie I still love to dance and drink too – that will probably never go away. But, like you, I’m a pumpkin by 11pm. I sometimes wonder how I ever did it, but I guess that was youth. I don’t miss it either though lol

  6. Lizzy

    I guess it would depend on what you think of crazy. Let’s see…

    I decided to walk about 10 miles to my brother’s house from one side of town to the other on either a Friday or Saturday night (can’t remember now). I was pissed at my parents for arranging their custody agreement without even asking me what I wanted. I was 13. I hid in ditches whenever cars went by so the cops didn’t catch me. My brother was freaking out because him and his friend watched Blair Witch that same night…lol.

    I decided to become a prison guard. I was 120 lbs and ‘pretty’, so not your typical guard. It was especially interesting working with convicts convicted of sex crimes. My anti-social personality was a huge benefit working this job. I saw too many females get romantically involved with an inmate and they started bringing in contraband (cigarettes, liquor, cash, drugs). It never ended well. One of the guys that got caught is potentially faces 9 years in jail.

    I decided to fly across the country to meet some guy off the internet, which ended up working out, considering we’ve been together over 4 years and have a kid together.
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    • Berls
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      Wow you have had some “crazy” moments. As a step-parent to a 13 year old I cringe at the thought of that 10 mile walk, hiding in ditches. I can just imagine the panic. And I bet you got in serious trouble for that one.

      The other two, sound like crazy, but go for it moves to me 🙂 I could never do the prison guard thing because I’m just way too much of a wimp. I’d be scared all the time. I have several friends (including my brother actually) who’ve met significant others online and it’s worked really well for them. Most are married and a couple of them have kids. So it works, if you do it smart, which it sounds like you did. Congrats on that 🙂

        • Berls
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          Really? Wow. I guess they were just too deep in their arguing with each other, that can happen. My parents just divorced a couple years ago and any time the other one is even brought up in conversation things get ugly.

    • Berls
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      LOL yep! My brother has a few secrets up his sleeve that I’ll just have to hold over him in return 😉

    • Berls
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      Mother of 3 by 26! Wow, I was so not ready to be a mom to 1 when I was 26, even though I had settled down. Awesome though, I look forward to having a family like that someday (hopefully) soon 🙂

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