I am super excited to be co hosting a link up today with Erin from Two Thirds Hazel. If you haven't stopped by her blog ever (which I am sure you have) you need to. She is hysterical, and just happens to live in the greatest city on earth- NYC. And she shares my love for Chipotle. If I had it my way, I would eat there every day. I'd even be ok with just eating their guac every day!
Anyway...the point of today's link up! I am sure you all have told stories from your childhood/teenage years to your friends, and either started or ended those stories with "if my parents only knew!" You know those stories, right? Here is your chance to share with us! (and here's to hoping your parents don't read your blog!)
If my parents only knew....
That one time in high school where I was blamed for egging someone's car- I said I didn't do it (and I am guessing you believed me?). Well...I did it. And it was awesome. And fun. And I would do it again. Maybe this time with more eggs :)
New Years Eve of 1999 (yep...we could literally say we gonna party like its 1999- the Will Smith version- not the Prince) when you showed up to the "small gathering" I was at and casually checked the fridge just to make sure there was no booze in it- We thought ahead and had all of our drinks in the garage fridge. And by drinks I mean wine coolers and schnapps. Yep- we were pretty hard core back in the day!
More often than not I would go weeks without doing my laundry in college and use my laundry money for beer (and lets face it....I didn't gain the freshman 15 (+) by just beer- I used it for food too). 'You need more quarter rolls for laundry again?"
I may or may not have had one of my college applications almost ruined by someone else's vomit. It's all good though- I cleaned it up, sent it in and got accepted. And went there and had the best four years of my life!
Those random times throughout the semester in college when you would see charges from the school store and I said "can you believe the professor made us buy another book? Yeah it was most likely a new hoodie or sweatpants and not a book. I mean, I did live in hoodies and sweats in college.
In junior high, I used to put makeup on, on my way to school and wipe it off before I got home. Glad I wiped it off because it was probably horrendous!
Anddddd...... that should be all for now...there are still others that are sacred and I will take to the grave!! Hahahaahaha!!
Oh wait.... that one time in 2nd grade, when I was sent to the nurse because I had a bad bruise on my arm, it was actually a hickey I gave myself- someone dared me to do it, so I did. Whew....I feel better now that I got that off my chest.
Now its your turn! Link up, have fun, and stop by the other blogs to say hello!