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<blockquote data-quote="PeachyPerfect" data-source="post: 2652706" data-attributes="member: 626454">Two come to mind for me.&nbsp; I was in my teenage years for all of them. Stupid raging hormones.One was when I asked my mom if I could bring our electric pencil sharpener up to my room while I did my homework. She said no. I remember that I cried and sobbed for hours, and yelled at her and told her she was the meanest mom in the world.Another one was when my mom had said I couldn&#039;t have/do something (don&#039;t remember what it was).&nbsp; I was really mad about it.&nbsp; She held a Bible Study group in our living room in the early morning for the youth in our church.&nbsp; So I decided that, to be really evil, I would sneak down in the middle of the night and take all the couch cushions and pillows off the couch, and pile them in a big pile in the middle of the floor.&nbsp; I remember thinking, &quot;Ha! That&#039;ll show her.&quot; In the morning, all she did was come out of her bedroom and look at the pile and start laughing hysterically. Then she made me come and clean it up before her Bible Study group arrived.&nbsp; Backfired....LOL. I&#039;m glad I&#039;m past my hormonal teenage years.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="PeachyPerfect, post: 2652706, member: 626454"] Two come to mind for me. I was in my teenage years for all of them. Stupid raging hormones. One was when I asked my mom if I could bring our electric pencil sharpener up to my room while I did my homework. She said no. I remember that I cried and sobbed for hours, and yelled at her and told her she was the meanest mom in the world. Another one was when my mom had said I couldn't have/do something (don't remember what it was). I was really mad about it. She held a Bible Study group in our living room in the early morning for the youth in our church. So I decided that, to be really evil, I would sneak down in the middle of the night and take all the couch cushions and pillows off the couch, and pile them in a big pile in the middle of the floor. I remember thinking, "Ha! That'll show her." In the morning, all she did was come out of her bedroom and look at the pile and start laughing hysterically. Then she made me come and clean it up before her Bible Study group arrived. Backfired.... LOL. I'm glad I'm past my hormonal teenage years. [/QUOTE]

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