Yesterday, I unearthed a notebook full of drawings from 1st or 2nd grade.

One of the drawings was a boy pissing all over the page. It was, shall we say, anatomically correct

There are other drawings too, of a worse nature. I don't remember drawing any of these.

I feel like my childhood just died a little.

I used to draw shemales when I was 13 or 14 :P

How's THAT for unpleasant? (and yes, I found the drawings last year when I was sorting my old notes).

I still draw rude and inappropriate things in places I shouldn't.

I found out recently I was supposed to be a twin, but my other half died in the womb. Supposedly according to some pshrink I saw at one point, this explains my more neurotic and erratic behaviors. I don't know if that's unpleasant so much as weird though.

I don't really have many unpleasant discoveries about myself since I already knew and know most of the unpleasant things about myself.

I was into yaoi when i was 13 and drew these little chibi comics with huge penises, i actually made them for my friends to laugh at(no really) I wish i had kept them but sadly they are lost.


Here's a very factual report on kids and their warped views of sex:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4kwk5jV2nU

The fact that, if I do not work out practically every single day, I will be mad/angry all the next day. It's really quite sad.

I ate bugs until I was seven. I have a pet millepede... It doesn't live in a tank.

I honestly have nothing unpleasant for you people to discover...

I was already thinking about sex at age 4.

I must have been a playboy in a past life.

All kids are interested in sex. It's part of kids' curiosity.

I didn't have "warped views," though. My mom taught high school biology and health. Lots of sex related books and VHS tapes were in our house. I had a nice boring academic view of sex when I was in grade school.

The only embarrassing things I did was draw unicorn horns on all the horses in any book we had and crawl around the house pretending to be a cat (lapping water out of a saucer and everything).

I liked shemales

I walked in on my parents having sex when I was five. GURGH.

I used to watch my hamsters mate. I guess it was porn for 7 year olds.

I recently found a bunch of my old drawings and notebooks. I don't know if I'd call any of it unpleasant. Some of it's a bit odd or disturbing, but I've always been pretty "inappropriate", and I guess I wasn't any different then- with drawing gross bodily functions, naked people, sex organs, etc... I just draw 'em better now.

I do remember selling "naked lady" drawings to older kids on the bus when I was 8 or 9, though. Probably for like, a nickle or something. That's kind of dodgy, I guess.


I did that too! Except I was pretending to be a dog.

I used to play with my sister's Barbie dolls...in a very not family friendly manner...

In my defense, I was 13...

I hated people until I got to junior year in high school. I had/have a speach impendiment. I had/have a quick temper and as a kid I'd beat up bullies.

I ate things. Things like gravel, mud, and my own vomit.

When I was in my late teens, I unearthed a piece of notebook paper I had written around 12 about a code of exact rules I would live by in a given situation, almost like programming for a robot. They were very arrogant and idealistic, so I promptly threw them out in disgust. What a difference a few years made.

Ha! In Chernobog's vein of "Ug. So embarrassing I actually wrote this that it must be destroyed!": I used to write loooong vampire stories.

Like, super melodramatic crap. And every character had this really elaborate, gothic way of speaking. And they'd all give like, page-long speeches about pretty much nothing. These things were like, 200+ pages long, written in notebooks (it was before I had a computer). It was ridiculous.

I found them when I was 18 or so, puked in disgust, and threw them out. I wish I hadn't! I do still have some older writing from them days, and it's hilarious. Ah, teenage angst!

Could have beaten out Twilight...

I really got nothing.

I've been drawing smut since I was 10 and writing stories for about the same time. That's almost 16 years. And it's unbelievable how bad some of that stuff is. Yeah I kept it. As terrible as it is I can't make myself burn it.

When I was 13 I wrote a Pythonesque parody of the Nativity.

After I had taught myself how to draw women by tracing anatomy pictures I did a series of pictures of scantily clad girls menaced by Bug Eyed monsters and Mad scientists. This was before all that anime stuff so I copied Pulp Sci-fi pictures.

Wow! This is very...interesting?

Anyway, I found a diary filled with 4th grader angst. My favorite sentence so far is:

"Liz shaved her legs today. I'm so jealous."

I... I can't really remember anything from when I was younger.

except that I used to eat my dog's food, apparently. yeah. he was practically my brother anyway! D:

Worst thing I've found is that my writing hasn't changed since I was in first grade. At all. A girl who I'm in school with now showed me a card I made when she moved away that year. So not only do I talk like a retarded kindergartener, I write like one.

Other than that I've always been a quiet, good kid.

I don't really have any old diaries or stories because every time I find something like that I'm like F***, I hate myself and throw it out. I don't keep diaries any more.
I do have a box of doodles and some thoughts scribbled down which I have had since I was 12 or so.

Ha! That's great! But... 4th graders shaving their legs? I don't even think I knew about any of that stuff back then.

My sister said cool people ate grass and convinced me to. I then ate grass until my mum caught me.

I think I saved about 90% of my writing from the old days. There are some embarassing stories here and there (I came up with "troglins, creatures that can control the living, turning them into zombies, who then send these zombies in armies of a million or three to attack border castles" and the way to get rid of them was to dig a huge hole in front of the castle, use fire spells to direct them towards it, wait for them all to fall and then set them on fire... while still being alive!) but overall quite a lot of them have some pretty smart ideas which I've been salvaging for my scripts :D

Sadly, I lost almost all of my comics that I drew between the age of 5 and 12 (there was like couple of thousand pages total).

Somehow, it doesn't surprise me that you've always been pathologically prolific!

I've toyed around with the idea of posting some old comics- one especially that my brother and I drew that's just... surreal! I think it'd be fun to have a collab project where folks posted their childhood drawings/ comics. Tre humbling!

As a child, I was extremely trusting and non-objective. I didn't understand why anyone would want to hurt or trick someone else. As such, a friend told me dandelions tasted good, like honeysuckles. So proffered one, I ate a dandelion.

Patently untrue! Bleagh! One of the most bitter things I've ever tasted. I still hear the occasional word around here about frying up a dandelion, for some reason.

Pathologically prolific. Haha, brilliant. :D



This was drawn by me when I was 13 or so. It's two pages scanned from a notebook that was my "comics magazine". All improvised, no script. Two SF tales, one fantasy, then weird "race" comic that takes four pages, another four pager with conan and finally a 20-pager with my take on Transformers :D

This is from the fantasy one obviously.

text on right page: "It won't be easy to defeat them."
caption "one hour later"
"I'm doing all right so far."

:D

OMG! My sister and I had a game like this, it was called "Lion dog and Chiquet!" we came up with dog alter-egos, (my sis was lion dog, hahahaha...) and we just crawled around and barked at people.

I have so many warped stories from my youth... my kindergarten teacher called my mom in for a conference once because of an extremely violent religious image I drew-- it had angels with swords marching into hell and they had a speech bubble that said, "Let's kill all the devils!"

Also I really liked to draw breasts when I was very young.. just the rounded w shape was, for me, very fun.. but my mom caught on to what I was doing and when she saw me she gave me disappointed looks, so I would draw another one upside down, connect them by two lines and turn them into dog bones.. I stumbled across an old journal of mine, I was like 8 or so, and it was just filled with pictures of big, big dog bones. sometimes with faces floating haphazardly above obvious voluptuous breasts.

Once I got to be around twelve or thirteen.. I won't even TELL you what I was drawing. (aside from unicorns and pikachus)