Some bizarre things that I've experienced
Feb. 27th, 2005 10:39 amWhen I was 4 I nearly died from a nose bleed. My brother Tommy woke up for a pee, and noticed the puddle of blood.
When I was 8, my pal Michael Carmody and I found a dead body floating in the ocean. The lifeguards didn’t believe us until it washed up on shore. We never freaked out.
When I was 9 I wrote an essay “Why I want to be Jewish”. My (Jewish) teacher was so touched she rang Ma. Whom never said a word to me.
When I was 11, someone tried to seel me a handgun while I played pinball. I didn’t think much of it, until years later.
When I was 13 I discovered the proper way to masturbate. My inspiration was Chevy Chase reading “Weekend Update” on Saturday Night Live.
When I was 14, one of my pals killed his sister. With a hammer. The nail-pulling side. He was 13; she was 22 and about to be married. We hardly ever spoke about him again.
When I was 15 I snapped a the lower bar of a set of uneven bars, nearly snapping my neck. I was learning how to do a “penny-drop” dismount to help our inept PE teach teach the girls.
When I was 16 I missed the landing mat whilst pole vaulting, nearly snapping my neck. I repeated the exercise a year later, when it finally occurred to me to give up pole vaulting.
When I was 17 I routinely would have all sorts of sex with many, many men. But if they wanted to fuck me, I agitatedly declined, since that was gay. I wasn’t gay; I just had lots of sex with many, many men.
When I was 18 I was drunk at school at least once a week; sometimes as frequently as daily. No adult ever clued in, even as my grades plummeted (I was president of our branch of the National Honor Society, the Math League, the Academic League).
When I was 8, my pal Michael Carmody and I found a dead body floating in the ocean. The lifeguards didn’t believe us until it washed up on shore. We never freaked out.
When I was 9 I wrote an essay “Why I want to be Jewish”. My (Jewish) teacher was so touched she rang Ma. Whom never said a word to me.
When I was 11, someone tried to seel me a handgun while I played pinball. I didn’t think much of it, until years later.
When I was 13 I discovered the proper way to masturbate. My inspiration was Chevy Chase reading “Weekend Update” on Saturday Night Live.
When I was 14, one of my pals killed his sister. With a hammer. The nail-pulling side. He was 13; she was 22 and about to be married. We hardly ever spoke about him again.
When I was 15 I snapped a the lower bar of a set of uneven bars, nearly snapping my neck. I was learning how to do a “penny-drop” dismount to help our inept PE teach teach the girls.
When I was 16 I missed the landing mat whilst pole vaulting, nearly snapping my neck. I repeated the exercise a year later, when it finally occurred to me to give up pole vaulting.
When I was 17 I routinely would have all sorts of sex with many, many men. But if they wanted to fuck me, I agitatedly declined, since that was gay. I wasn’t gay; I just had lots of sex with many, many men.
When I was 18 I was drunk at school at least once a week; sometimes as frequently as daily. No adult ever clued in, even as my grades plummeted (I was president of our branch of the National Honor Society, the Math League, the Academic League).
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Date: 2005-02-27 01:32 am (UTC)It is nice to see you turned out so healthy despite nearly killing yer'self in gymnastics and having peculiar friends.
I try not to think about the weird things in my life.
How does one approach things like,
-One time I threatened my Father with a cleaver because he said he was about to hit me.
(I was so tempted to put that on my list of things I have done that most people haven't.)
-Being that I am of shanty Oirish stock I used to get into fist-fights when I was 12/13 years old and would often win so after awhile no one messed with me.
-I once tried to take my own life in my college library when I was 18.
- I slept with a wide assortment of men I really didn't know but I kept telling myself I wasn't slutty like some girls I knew.
We are all a bit funny at times.
-I nearly drowned as a child and have a horrible fear of the water yet I love sailing.
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Date: 2005-02-27 01:13 am (UTC)I tried to be gay, and failed
Date: 2005-02-27 03:46 am (UTC)But then, at 16, I fell head over hormones with Senorita X, a latin bombshell from Colombia. Despite a two year erection, I thought, this is just a passing phase, I’ll be back to men soon.
When it was over, I decided to go back to men, but only after one male bonk I fell into the arms of Leonie the photographer (I was 18, she was 21), and we screwed ourselves silly, in really interesting places, for 3 months. Before I had time to recover, I fell into a 5 year relationship with Mademoiselle Polska (she was a francophiliac Polish person).
After that, I decided to abandon ideological purity, and just learn how to be bi.
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Date: 2005-02-28 10:07 am (UTC)Every time this comes up I am shocked. How could no one notice? Or did they see, but not act? Which is even worse...
However, it seems you turned out very well in the end after all near death experiences =) It must be the masturbating :P